I need a vacation.

What a fucking week. Let me tell you...

So should I expect that every time we have a holiday that cuts the week short, all hell breaks loose when we return to work, from now on? The past few days I've worked close to 11 hour days. But not today. I refused to take work home today. I need time to recuperate. Even though I took this "time out" for myself, I still have an issue I have to deal with next week that requires immediate attention starting YESTERDAY. So even though I'm trying to relax, I can't be.

As I sit here with my pants around my ankles -( I have this habit of coming home, taking a wiz, then I try to change into pj bottoms but realize I'm wearing my lace up boots...so I walk to the bedroom with my slacks around my ankles to remove my boots, sit on the bed, get distracted by email and iM's, and forget I'm sitting there with my pants around my ankles - How attractive is that?)

I'm so tired. I feel like my knuckles are going to be the size of golfballs by the end of this week. Type. Type. Type. Rewind. Rewind. Rewind. On Tuesday, at the Treatment Center, in the middle of copying some files at the main copy machine, the damn thing broke down on me. Do you know how odd it feels to be surrounded by handsome Correction Officers who are looking at you like you just kicked them in the nuts? I guess this copy machine is like the water bubbler, everyone needs it, and it's the main source for fraternization. I proceeded to inform the clerk who says, "Oh shit"...to have a woman walking up to me trying to help me troubleshoot the issue who says, "Ooh, you are so lucky [name deleted] took the day off today"...[Name deleted] is the head honcho for that department and she tries to be intimidating. Well, apparentley it wasn't my fault that the monster copier broke, so all the worrying I did when I left the prison was a waste...

On a good note, I did get to see my handsome correction officer.

Thank GOD tomorrow's Friday!!!!

I have a headache. I think it has something to do with my non-bowel movements, or I've had too much caffeine this past weekend, or I've slept too much, or I'm thinking about work and the deadlines.

This weekend was very relaxing. I did everything I wanted to do which was absolutely nothing. Right now, I'm doing something very bad. I'm drinking a coca cola. I broke down and trotted my ass to the 7/11 and purchased an insanely priced 12 pack of pop. I shouldn't be drinking this but it just tastes so great with the bacon and eggs I just ate, too. I know, I know!! Bacon and eggs at this hour?!?! Well, I thought it'd help take away my headache.

Tomorrow is my early day. Prison day. I'm not really looking forward to it since I know I should be sitting at my desk typing away on reports due this Friday. Sigh.

I must go now and review my itinerary for the week.


BurP.

We set a fire and ordered take out. I had a large buffalo chicken sandwich and Sean and K both shared a stir fry chicken sub and a steak 'n cheese sub. Oinkers. (I'm still hungry) I still have half my sandwich left but I'm suppose to eat it for lunch tomorrow but I can feel myself breaking down and I...must...eat...other...half.

I spent the rest of the night cuddling SPort, K's new Maine Coon kitten. He slept upside down on my lap and I continued to cuddle him despite the fact my allergies came out in FULL effect. Sneezing, red eyes, I didn't care. He's so cute I wanted to squeeze him 'till his head popped off. I can't wait 'till I have the chance to adopt one.

I have tomorrow off. I will probably spend the day doing laundry but also hitting the mall. I would like to buy a pretty blouse to wear on Tuesday :)

Anyhow I hope all of you have a nice day off...If you don't have the day off, I hope you have a nice day at work.