I'm not used to being up at this hour.
Normally I sleep 'til noon or so.
But, it's not my fault.
I have to go to work at 11 this morning.
That's 6 hours before I normally would.
I'm pulling a 12 hour shift today.
Normally, I wouldn't mind... if only I could do it later in the day.
We've had a week of rain and wind storms.
Wouldn't you know it, today is absolutely beautiful out, and I have to go to work.
I'd prefer to go out on the boat!
I'm happy about my boat!
pyrophilia and I went shopping this weekend. Went to San Francisco Saturday so she could get some new boots, some leather shorts, and she found a new septum ring. She got everything she wanted. Also went to Barnes and Noble, but just looked.
Yesterday we went in to Modesto. Got some silver glitter hair spray so I can get my Andy Warhol-like character ready for the party. Found an X-mas present for my aunt and niece (I pronounce the X as X, so I say "an X-mas" instead of "a X-mas" (a Christmas)).
I should be getting ready for work... take a shower, shave, etc. I also need to run to the post office and pick up something that the boat company sent me. Still trying to figure out what it could be.
Okay, yep. Here I am, getting up... ingesting huge amounts of liquid energy (caffeine) to wake me up.
If I don't see you tonight, it means I had to crash after getting home from work. So, I'll see you when I see you.