Fuck.
I'm having one of those moments. Those 2am panic moments, where even though I know today was New Year's Day, and I therefore have tomorrow off... I still can't sleep because I'm absolutely convinced that I have to work tomorrow, and I won't show up, and then I'm going to get fired. I've called the company switchboard (talked to a very confused and bemused security guard, who said he didn't have any information on whether the staff was in tomorrow), I've texted people (whose phones were off), and sent emails. I need confirmation that tomorrow is a holiday, damnit.
I hate these fucking moments. What I need now is sleep.
Happy fucking New Year.
I'm having one of those moments. Those 2am panic moments, where even though I know today was New Year's Day, and I therefore have tomorrow off... I still can't sleep because I'm absolutely convinced that I have to work tomorrow, and I won't show up, and then I'm going to get fired. I've called the company switchboard (talked to a very confused and bemused security guard, who said he didn't have any information on whether the staff was in tomorrow), I've texted people (whose phones were off), and sent emails. I need confirmation that tomorrow is a holiday, damnit.
I hate these fucking moments. What I need now is sleep.
Happy fucking New Year.
posted by M at 11:17 PM
2 Comments:
do what i do. drink beer. even if the inlaws ARE here.
Lol, damn, dude, that sounds so freakin familiar. I almost got up and went to work the day after Christmas. Then I was like, oh wait...
and yeah, the D50, it ain't exactly bomb-proof. Unless you buy that mondo-expensive warranty plan, which ensures that you will never break anything on the camera and get it replaced for free. (If you don't buy the warranty, tho, you know you'll drop the lens the day after you buy it or something...)
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