I feel like I should blog, even though I don't have much to say. Life is grinding along and I'm feeling the pull of a 40 hour work week, even though it's more like 50 with the bar on top of it. I guess I'd really forgotten how exhausting it is, even if you're just sitting down for 80% of it.
However, this week is pure brutality, as I had to be at office at 6 this morning, have to be at the bar by 5, probably won't get off til after midnight, then do it all over again tomorrow. This weekend will be sleepy-time.
Working is far more tiresome than driving to a new state everyday. I think that says a lot about what I would rather be doing, though.
EVEN THOUGH I can't blog about my job, I want to tell you that there are still people who believe global warming is a hoax.
All that I am.
- Gata
- Norman, Oklahoma
- I'm too close for comfort to age 30. New Mexico is home but I'm finally tough enough to love living in the midwest. I've got a film degree that I never apply in my professional life but I'd never trade it in for a different one. I love the basics; good music, good food, good movies and good books. But I'll stop almost anything for good company. I can't shut up about the Thunder, especially Serge Ibaka. I'm hopelessy awkward. I only hope you think it's adorable.
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