Wednesday, February 18, 2015

I don't care if it's 7 in the mornin', for all I care it could be the Second Coming

It's that time of year again... Last week I worked 68 hours, the week before was 60, and the week before that was 73. It's the end of fiscal year and I am cramming to analyze data and finish reports. So I think it goes without saying that I've not been getting any work done on Grace. To be honest, I've not been getting any laundry done. So here I sit in my last pair of clean underwear, dear readers, at 11 PM, writing this for you. And sadly don't really have much to say. But I do have a video of some Ozzies in a Falcon doing the Lord's work.

In closing, there is no room in my bedroom because it is full of car parts, never trust a person who doesn't like pizza, and always keep it rubber side down.