Exhaustion

I need a cuddle sesh, crap movies to mock, some good beer, and a promise to stargaze later.

I haven't had a day off since last Tuesday, and that, my friends, is balls.

I wish I could say it's going to pay off, literally, in the end (well, at the end of the designated pay period), but it won't. I don't make nearly enough per hour for this amount of exhaustion.

In fact, I should be in bed right now, since I work at 6am tomorrow morning.
As Awesome-o would put it; LAME!

Oh well, I suppose. I have Saturday and Sunday off, which is a bonus in my book, AND Jess is coming to visit me, so twice as awesome.

Kevin, you'd appreciate this. There was a headline on the paper today that said, "HAIL YES! CAB WAVING LEGALIZED FOR DOWNTOWN" or something along those lines. I merely chuckled at the first half of that headline, however.

I'm fucking stressed out all over again, but the gorgeous weather we've been having has been clouding my brain with goodness. (ironically speaking, I suppose.)

I don't know, I'm tired.