ice storm

i love how it snows and it melts and it snows and it melts up in this fucking corner of the world.

quietish day @ work today. ptil. ("praise the imaginary lord.") some losers called out "sick", but i don't have to carry their load, so i don't have to bust kneecaps.

woke up this morning and thought it was my day off, for some reason. only managed to clock in about 5-6 minutes after the hour, despite this, which i'm proud of. also, i heard through the grapevine that in my special department, the higher-ups aren't such nazis about tardiness, which is a breath of fresh air. working for the devil really isn't that bad, folks. i think i'm even warming up to george w. -- i mean, his heart's in the right place, isn't it...?

i'm having some drinks again tonight. because i guess i just didn't learn my lesson two nights ago...