Hello world. I’m still alive and kicking. It was a close one Friday. But here I am.

So yes, Friday. And Thursday. Both sucked. It was bad enough that I had to work until 1am Thursday into Friday, but then turning around and being back at work by 10am Friday was just evil. But I did it. I finally fell asleep around 4am on Friday morning. I then dragged myself out of bed at about 9am on Friday. I wouldn’t call my state of existence all day Friday pleasant, but I survived. The second busiest lane in the store, at that. It was just non stop.

But that’s not the only reason those two days sucked. Oh no, it never is.

See, the brakes on the van have been dying. We’ve known they needed replaced since we got the van last spring. We knew we had time, we figured we could get a year out of them, but we’ve known all along. The plan was to get a complete check-up for the van with this coming tax return. One of many plans for the tax return. Well, about a week ago the brakes on the front right started grinding. And they got worse and worse. To the point the van was declared unsafe to drive Thursday. Pat babied it to get me to work at 4:30pm, and then he took it straight to Jesse’s with the plans of the boys replacing the brakes. Three trips to autozone later, and many set backs because who ever did the brakes last is a moron who if we knew who they were, we’d sue them, the front right brakes were fixed. Next comes the front left tomorrow.

Oh and my entire paycheck for the week went to brakes. To the point I had to ask my mom for lunch money for the week. I’ll work tired, but no one would survive me working hungry.

Oh, back to the work thing. I did talk to my boss and explain why only 9 hours between shifts was a bad idea. I explained the whole insomnia and not being able to take my sleep meds unless I was getting between 8-10 hours of sleep. She said she would watch my turn around times. But I’m still scheduled for another two shifts like that again this week. I didn’t get to her in time. Oh well, I survived the last one. I’ll survive this one too.

Lunesta is working out. I did a couple of test runs on nights where I didn’t have to be anywhere the next morning. I woke up fine. So I took it last night even though I had to be at work at 10am this morning. I woke up just a groggy as I always do so I’m calling it a win. Plus I’m sleeping soundly. I’m falling asleep withing 30 minutes to an hour. That hour was because I was futzing around on my phone until the drunk on meds feeling kicked in. I probably would have been asleep faster if I had been off the phone. Hey, it wasn’t my idea to give me yahoo messenger capabilities from my bed.

I’ve slowed down on reading. Mostly because I can’t decide what to read next. I got a couple of books from the library but I’m just not feeling them. I should probably start going through my books and select something but I just don’t feel like it. It may just be that this reading kick is dead. It kicks in every 3-6 months, last a couple of weeks, and then dies back out. Mostly it ends with me reading something too boring for me to want to go on. Or complex. The really old British literature was anything but boring, but it was a really hard read. That was the last kick.

I feel like I should get caught back up with blogs, and I have on a few select ones. But I just can’t seem to make myself want to read them all like I normally do. Which is a shame, I’m missing some really good ones.

I’ve all but abandoned twitter. I’m tweeting but not reading other people’s. So it’s a little one sided I guess.

I just drank half a gallon of orange juice. I’ve been feeling so run down with work that I’ve been pushing the vitamin c because I can see me getting sick and I know I can’t afford to. Just like I’m making all 4 of us get flu shots this year. I’ve never been a big fan of the idea. It seems I dunno… But something in my gut is telling me this is the year to do it, even if I follow through on no other year. So I’m going to follow my gut. But I will say this. If I get that needle stuck in my arm and miss a week of work because of the flu anyways, I’ll be pissed. I’m not afraid of needles, but I don’t have to like them. Honestly I normally get my shots in the butt. Lots of extra padding down there. But I don’t think that will be an option for a flu shot in the middle of walgreens.

Alright, guys. I think that’s enough for the night. I’m going to end this. How is your weekend, week, month, year going?