At this moment, I've been up for 26 hours, though I don't think I'm going to last much longer.
The other day I got a "verbal warning" about my incessant tardiness, as did Hockey Temper. This, of course, is the first step in the long road to termination. Of course, I don't think they would actually terminate me. In fact, I think the only reason they really did it is to give Napoleon II the chance to test out his disciplinary action skills. He did the chastizing, while Napoleon stood off to the side supervising, and butting in where he felt it was appropriate. It all went fairly smoothly, since I'm well aware that I should have received at least a verbal warning upwards of a year and a half ago. It's not like I could have actually been mad about the whole thing.
Anyway, I've decided to try a new sleeping pattern. I'm going to get home from work, sleep until Punky & Crew arrive, then just stay up all night. No more of this, "Okay, I think I can get an hour of sleep in here" shit. An hour always turns into two or three and then I'm wickedly late. I know I felt pretty good today, so maybe it'll work, at least for a little while.
Other than my verbal warning, there hasn't been much drama around here lately. Baby Momma seems to have calmed down, and she's at least alright in person. I just have to avoid her on IM as she tends to say what she's really thinking online...and fishes for compliments constantly, neither of which I consider good conversation.
Anyway, just a quick update to let everyone know I'm alive and...well...I don't know about well, but alive is enough for me at this point. Maybe more tomorrow.
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