So, unexpectantly, my buddy from Souix Falls shows up on my doorstep last monday. He's been out there doing drywall, and decided he needed a break. I wish I was my own boss so I could just walk away anytime I wanted to and take a week off. So the past 3 nights I've gotten hammered/blitzed/flat out drunk, and then showed up to work the following morning the with a hangover. Which, I rarely get. Tonight he's at his ex's so I get a reprieve until tomarrow night when the whole group of us are getting together for a drunk fest bar hop kinda deal. I don't know if I'm looking forward to id, beucase everytime there are more than 3 of us, there is something bad that'll happen. Usually it's either a fight, or alachol poisioning, but I don't look forward to it.
So with the lack of sleep, work's been a pain in the ass because factory trainers have been in giving classes on their products, and to try to stay awake in there must be harder than scaling MT. Everest.
whatever.
So with the lack of sleep, work's been a pain in the ass because factory trainers have been in giving classes on their products, and to try to stay awake in there must be harder than scaling MT. Everest.
whatever.