I just realized why I love my work so much.

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So, quite obviously with the new year approaching, everyone requests to have New Year's Eve and the following morning off so they may partake in the usual festivities. At my work, this is painfully so and thus, very few people are actually given the luxury of having that particular schedule off. Well, I never even requested it off, thinking more of a, "If I get it off, then I do, if I don't, then I don't." type of thing and sure as fuck enough, they gave me all of Friday off, and Saturday morning off and I don't even have to go into work until Saturday night. Now, fucking tell me how awesome that shit is? Bomb diggity I say, bomb diggity. Granted, I do have to work just about every other day this week, but all in all, they gave me the days off that pretty much matter the most. So, I may hopefully be able to go boarding on Friday without any problems, which is my goal and what I'm hoping for...and then go party that night and get drunk off my ass and call my baby up and tell her that I miss her and wish that she was here with my in my bed that night. And then...realize that she is only two weeks away from being back home in my arms once again. But, when I thought I couldn't hate my work more, they do nice things to make me like them again. =) How sweet are they, they are like a girlfriend...that sucks. Not like my uber super girlfriend that I have right now, who rocks.

I still rup my homies the most...and hopefully we go boarding this week sometime...I promise I am trying to go.