There was much rejoicing.
Feb. 17th, 2008 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gridloreI don't have to go to work tomorrow.
I don't have to wake up at 0515, put on a uniform, pack my lunch bag with liquids, try to find my Leatherman, and put on my steel-toes.
I don't have to drive a truck, deal with Eddy, or search job sites for the one guy working for the tiny contractor.
Oh, hell yeah! More beer!
I don't have to wake up at 0515, put on a uniform, pack my lunch bag with liquids, try to find my Leatherman, and put on my steel-toes.
I don't have to drive a truck, deal with Eddy, or search job sites for the one guy working for the tiny contractor.
Oh, hell yeah! More beer!
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Date: 18 Feb 2008 03:55 (UTC)no subject
Date: 18 Feb 2008 04:52 (UTC)Actually, I wouldn't mind it at all, except there won't be anything to do. Post office is closed, courts are closed, my firm? Not closed. We'll all be bored shitless, but oh, we'll be there.