How are you today?

[Grumpier Than Uncle Joe]

poor.  dead tired.  

Today my legs ache.

This. 

[Grumpier Than Uncle Joe]

I still feel great though, and had a nice lunch and dinner and did no work.  So, I'll say 'good'.

No more dinner updates? 

[Grumpier Than Uncle Joe]

I'm OK. Sad about leaving SF, though.

OMG leave already. 

[Grumpier Than Uncle Joe]

Poor~as always.

Can I ask what you do?  I know you were looking for a second job.  I remember the days of being dirt poor......ugh.

[Grumpier Than Uncle Joe]

Poor~as always.

Can I ask what you do?  I know you were looking for a second job.  I remember the days of being dirt poor......ugh.

Inventory/warehouse clerk and such at a produce company here.  A couple months ago was laid off from an affiliate produce company and got hired here for less pay~ woo

Well, I applaud your efforts to improve things.  Best of luck, friend.

[Grumpier Than Uncle Joe]

Tired.

I woke up at 5am on about four hours of drunken sleep, stayed in bed debating whether or not I have saved enough money to quit my job until 5:33am, when I changed into my work clothes and ran to the train station to make my train to the bus stop, then ran to the bus stop to catch my 5:59am bus to work, began work promptly at 6:20am, finished work at 5:53pm, got driven home by a coworker, and have been drinking since putting my clothes in the washing machine at 6:36pm.  I'm on track to get about four hours of drunken sleep.  Rinse & repeat.

Only three more days until the weekend, though, which is nicer than four.

You're down-to-the-minute timing sounds like one of my posts!

Anyway, I am quite well today.  After getting some good sleep last night, I no longer felt like I was going to lose it at any time.  It rained off and on until about 1700, so I stayed inside and relaxed.  At 1845, I went to my cousin's to help put her kids to bed.  I got home about 2120 and have been winding down since.  I'll probably go to bed about 0030.

Why can't your cousin put her kids to bed by herself?