Freeeeeee!!!!!!!1&*^5

Freeeeeee!!!!!!!1&*^5

Here's the deal: I worked a 15 hour day on Friday, worked a 3PM-4AM today (Saturday) and was supposed to work another 3PM-question mark...today...technically...although I haven't gone to sleep or eaten breakfast yet. In the middle of the day, however, the big-wigs decided to let us off a day early for our break. I was all like, "Hellz yeah, bitch! I can do all the things tomorrow/today that I meant to do before work yesterday/today!"

When I started thinking about it, though, it just turns out I need to go to the comic shop to pick up some books for the flight back to Illinois. And clean my apartment. And drop off the production van. I think that's it.

So this basically means I have all day to look at comics and listen to music while I get shit done. Did I mention the new Tom Waits album rocks?

I'm so excited I could spit, but I'm not going to because I'm drinking some tea at the moment. I'm also going to hit the sack because it's nearly five in the morning for Christ's sake, and I've been up since 10:30AM. Peace out, playaz.

[NOTE: I don't feel tired, but my arbitrary addition of "Z's" to words speaks otherwise.]

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