I came home for the weekend to pick up my car cause it was broken, so I said I'd work this weekend.  I was scheduled for 1-9 on Saturday.  Well, I got a phone call around 9 p.m. on Friday, and they needed me to work 11-7 that night, so I said sure, no problem.  I wouldn't have to come in on Saturday till 4, and I'd still only be working until 9, so it was all good.  So I go to work Friday night and end up staying awake for almost 24 hours (hard for me to do... I become a non-functioning and cranky becky when i don't have my sleep), but I get through ok.  I go home, sleep for 8 hours, show up to work 5 minutes late (but don't get yelled at, and even if I did I had good reason to be late), then me, Kris, and Aut go to Denny's as per tradition ('cept we went too early so it was crowded, but, damn, those pancakes were goooooooood).  But while at work, I was asked to come in 7-3 on Sunday.  *sigh*  So of course I say I will.  And now it's 1 a.m. and all I want to do is sleep for a very long time, but I have to get up at 6:15 so I can be at work on time.  I really really really don't want to go to work tomorrow.  It's money, though, so I'm content.  So since I've been working all weekend, I've gotten no homework done (and I have a bunch of stuff to do for Monday and Tuesday).  Oh, and my car is being pissy.  *sighsighsighsigh*  doushiyou?

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