Twelve Hour Workday
WooHoo! I just got off a twelve hour work today. I’m beat, but tomorrow is Friday, and rumor has it that it’ll be a short half-day. I’m looking forward to taking off at noon, throwing on my running gear, and hitting Iron Mountain. Working out is what keeps me sane and stops me from strapping a razor sharp weapon to the front of my vehicle and attacking defenseless vegetables.
As I write this I’m happily enjoying a Sam Adams, feeling tired but content. I guess if things really start going sideways in life I could abandon the beer and throw a bag over my head in an attempt to hide from the world.
Ahhh, but who am I kidding? We’re all doomed. Our mechanical alien overloads are bound to take over at any moment…
…now, where did I put that paper bag?
Here’s hoping everyone has a great weekend. See you on Monday!
