Random thoughts:
I'd like to thank my boss for letting me learn in an e-mail at 5:30 p.m., that he was starting his vacation tomorrow instead of working through the day, which means that after my night of work, I have to go into the newsroom at 8 a.m. Plus, because of his lateness in informing me, my timesheet for the week has already gone to corporate with no Friday work marked down.
Luckily, I talked myself into holiday pay + comp time for my extra hours tomorrow plus extra comp time and pay for any hours over 40 from next week.
Next, why do I have the only redneck college students with an actual house living right across my street? Whenever they have a party, there's NO ING PARKING outside my house. Although spitting on one of their vehicles made me feel slightly better.
I have done no Christmas shopping as of yet.
When I e-mailed my other job to see if they needed me tomorrow night (maybe I could get some rest and/or shopping done), two guys cut out tomorrow night, so I have to work there, too.
Mel's back. Now regulate, damn you.
My truck now smells like tamales.
Mus sucks.
CF, if any of your flights are Northwest, they sell a snack pack for $5.
It's been a pretty ty week around SA and my Week In Review shows that too well.
http://www.ksat.com/slideshows/index.html
You forget, Mel... Viva fell for Peewee's joke.


