Tonight is the last night of my 4 week graveyard stint.

I cannot express enough how happy this makes me.

While I was able to get a lot of work done over the last few weeks with few interruptions, it’s also been a source of quite a few frustrations (those of you who actually read this thing may have noticed a rant or two).

Sunshine and buttercups from here on out! Scouts honor!*

I started training my replacement monkey this morning. He’ll get some more training tomorrow, just to make sure he’s got it.

Today’s plan: play a little Battlefield 1942 on the Seattle T3 server while consuming a few beers… then bed. Wake up around 10pm and finish this shift. Oh yeah… I lead the rock star life!

* offer void if someone pisses me off

The whole pizza man story is creeping me out.

What do you do in a case like that?

I guess I’d do what he did… exactly what I was told to do.

I actually got some sleep today, so I’m feeling fairly good. The whole graveyard thing ends on Friday for me (I only have to come in 2 more times before I go back to days), and that makes me happy. Of course, now I have to get used to sleeping at night again… so that should be interesting.

I’m still stuggeling to finish my BSC item (making graphics for a marketing style display). My problem is that I’m overly critical of my work and think it all looks like crap. I’ll have to show what I’ve done to the group next week and get their input. Hopefully they’ll find it acceptable (everything has to be done by the end of the month… the display, the website, and the multi-media presentation). Good times!

Link of the day: George W. Bush Automatic Speech Generator. Simulates the power that Rumsfield has.

Input this for a chuckle: “after loving your working women _pause_ the vast and exceptional endurance that president delivered is strong and needs to be touched tonight” <applause>

Currently I’m about dead. I’ve only managed to get about 10 hours total of sleep in the last two days. Between the phone ringing off the hook, the people ringing the doorbell, and the dogs barking every time the wind blows, sleep has been a hard commodity to come by.

This brings me to my soap box rant of the night:

DO NOT CONTINUALLY CALL ME OR SHOW UP UNANOUNCED!! I sleep odd hours and it never fails that I’m right in the middle of my sleep period when the phone rings off the hook or someone just drops by to see how I’m doing. I’ll tell you how I’m doing… I’M SLEEPING!!! Unless you are related to me or married to someone who is… go away. Seriously.

I’m a little surly due to the fact that of the last 72 hours, only 14 have involved sleeping. Can you tell?

An observaton: Stouffer’s Lean Quisine Grilled Chicken Caesar bowl is actually edible as far as frozen food goes. It also beats the hell out of Cup-Noodle.

A second observaton: something in the ceiling just made a horrible sound… like it’s falling apart. Hopefully I don’t end up with one of the HVAC units falling through the roof and crushing me to death (though in the mood I’m currently in, that would be a sweet release).

A third observation: Those lying bastards at Maxwell house! They said their 8oz (226g) jar of instant coffee made 120 servings. I cry “bullshit”, as it’s nearly empty (and there’s no damn way I got even halfway to 120 cups of coffee out of this thing!).

Now that I’ve gotten a few things off my chest, I’m going to attempt freebasing the remainder of thus said instant coffee as part of a desperate ploy to stay awake.