Hungry.

I have one dollar. And I'm getting sort of tired of cream cheese and spinach sandwiches.

I've been drinking a lot more lately and making an ass out of my self a lot more. This needs to stop.

Tad and I (and his friend) were up until 4 a.m. last night, while Tad played d.j. and did air guitar. It was a pretty good time.

Today at 5 marks the end of my vacation (I had yesterday and this morning off) and i'll be working a fuck ton. Here's a little look-see at my schedule:

Tonight:5-10ish
Wednesday: 9-4, 530-10(ish)
Thursday: 9-4, 5-10(ish)
Friday:9-4, 530-12(ish)
Saturday:9-4, 5-12(ish)
Sunday: Harvest dinner! <--- which is going to be totally fun, but I totally have to be up and at 'em before 9 to get things started.

I'm probably going to be fairly cranky, so if you don't want to hear me whine, then I suggest staying at a reasonable distance.

Still hungry. If you want to buy me lunch today, let me know!

P.S. I'm almost finished with Everything is Illuminated, and it really is one of the best books I've ever read. Ever. I really hope this book club thing works out because there's really only one thing I like better than drinking and talking about books.