the schedule
i went to utica club last night because, in two and a half hours, i begin the first of six shifts in four days, which includes a v-day double (restaurant hell), a conference of assholes (i don't know this for sure, but most of my experiences with conferences is that the people are assholes) and a motherload of snow (i'll believe it when i see it), and leads into a friday evening drive across massachusetts for friday/saturday scrabble, just to return to work my seventh shift of the week. next monday, i am allowing myself a day of nothing, as i pretty much work all week, play saratoga, and work nearly nonstop until i leave for dallas. in addition to my already ridiculous addiction to isc, vavaverity decided to drag me into the pixie pit for super clabbers.
sleep is for the weak.
sleep is for the weak.