I know I used to have a life once...
You know, not too long ago I had a life...and a regular sleeping pattern. No shit, this job is going to be the death of me.
Up at 3:30-4 am and out the door by 4:30 am, at work until 4:30 pm or later, get home - maybe eat - work some more, take a shower, go to bed. None of my friends call me anymore because they know all they'll get is 'I can't we're having issues at work...' and that's IF I answer the phone.
My email is so slammed right now yahoo and msn are probably ready to dedicate an entire server just to me. Myspace? Oh yeah, that's right - I HAVE a myspace, just don't have time to do shit with it right now or in the past 10 months.
Slipknot is coming to MY town of Greenville, SC on Feb. 11th and I have already requested the 11th, the rest of the week and the weekend off. Well, kinda, I still have to be available in the mornings and late evenings to deal with any issues. But atleast I get to do it from the comfiness of my own home in my fucking footie pajamas (yeah you heard me, I got a pair and I love those snuggly warm bastards).
Anyone know where I left my life?