tutunaku

I'm stuck at work today for I am the Almighty Sunday Evening Supervisor. My duties include: Being yelled at by irate callers, shooing homeless dudes away from the back patio, being yelled at by irate technicians. The only things I can look forward to then are gorgeous sunsets everyday, bumming smokes of my operators, the occasional beer, and daydreaming about being so wealthy that I could spend the rest of my days going from archive to archive, library to library, quenching my thirst for knowledge, and then hitting the pubs, wine cellars, bars, taverns and other watering holes and getting smashed.