Lately I've been in something of a financial crisis which means that when an emergency shift is offered it’s an offer I don't have the luxury of refusing. The shift finished at 23:00 last night. Unfortunately, part of my job was to drive my co-workers home. Having two of the most obnoxious jerks in the company with me in the car for an hour. By the time I finally got home it was 1 in the morning.

So what do I do now? BEER! The cause of and solution to all of life's problems.

And as I finish typing this journal entry, my supper should be cook. Once my bed is made I'll sleep like a log.