I just ran across this. Some people have wayyyyy too much time on their hands!

Always.

It is 8:36 on a Friday night and I am still at work. And I will be back tomorrow.

Pisser.

I sent Chris off on a date while I stay at home in my PJs. Ahhhh, PJs!

I won't get paid until Monday, so all my 3 day weekend plans have been flushed away.

I'm working both days this weekend so my time off and planned Disneylanding is shot.

Where is the beer?

And why is all the rum gone?

And what was I thinking when I took all my liquor to my friends house?

I tired.

Me too, but, I can't sleep, and nobody else of the insomniac nature on LoT to play with. Bah!

Working Saturday suuuuuuuucks.