Hah! Once again I join the realm of the living dead...er...I mean the awake...and semi-joyfully show up at my place of torture....um....work.
Actually, as I tell most people, work is not so bad on the weekends here. It's pretty slow and I usually can take a break. It is hard to wake up in the mornings though.
Elias and I had a little bit of a fight last night. Mostly I think because he was completely bored with what we were watching and then Cathy called and we basically had to wait around while we finished our conversations with her. He decided to go home and then came back a few minutes later having gotten gas and realized he still needed more to be able to get home. I leant him a fiver. I'm not sure if he's going to be home when I get out of work.
Sleep is a beautiful thing. When I got home yesterday I was supposed to wait until David called and then we were going to go over to his place and play some games. I fell asleep for two hours instead. I guess I needed it, because this morning I'm much less grouchy than yestermorn.
Also I find that if I get too tired I start getting rather depressed. It's interesting how much rest affects my disposition. It just means I pay a lot of attention to my sleep I guess.
Okay, that's enough for today. :)
Add comment
