Word. Got home from work a little early again. Heard way too many times "You need to talk more" and "You don't talk much do you?" I have always needed time to aclimate to a social enviroment like that. That and I always seem to be dead tired on this shift (excuses). I have to say I do feel a hell of a lot more comfortable on a jobsite doing tile work though. Hmmmm.
Anyways got home and my roomate/landlord was still up and sipping on a Capt'n n' Coke. Listened to him for about 15 minutes and my eyes started to glaze over. Much elaboration on everything that is pissing him off. Nothing new. Hah hah, he's now passed out in the living room with the new MSI blaring.
I have the day off today and no clue what I'm going to do. I know if I crash I'm going to miss pretty much the whole day. Arrrgghh. Go through the whole day zombie-style or miss it altogether?
Me at my very best...uh, wait:
Anyways got home and my roomate/landlord was still up and sipping on a Capt'n n' Coke. Listened to him for about 15 minutes and my eyes started to glaze over. Much elaboration on everything that is pissing him off. Nothing new. Hah hah, he's now passed out in the living room with the new MSI blaring.
I have the day off today and no clue what I'm going to do. I know if I crash I'm going to miss pretty much the whole day. Arrrgghh. Go through the whole day zombie-style or miss it altogether?
Me at my very best...uh, wait:
I feel ya...night shift turns me into a zombie too. The days lately have just been so nice, and I hate to sleep through them, so I end up spending half the day wandering around wishing that I had something cool to do because it's so nice out, and then I go home and pass out after noon sometime and end up waking up the next day...with nothing to do.
You have really pretty eyes.