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So last time I was in a funk about some stuff at work. You know, the usual stuff: bosses, obnoxious customers. Not much has changed since, but I do feel better now then I did then. I had the day off yesterday, and that did some good. I got to relax, hang out with some friends, treat myself to a soothing at home spa treatment. Now I'm ready for more come the night time when I punch in for work.

My sleep pattern, on the other hand, is really messed up. It's morning; I had just waken up, meaning I had slept during the night. Since I work the graveyard shift, I should have been up during the night, turning in for bed come the morning. What this means now is that I am too awake, of course, to sleep during the day since having already slept, and come nighttime, when it's time for work, I'll be too sleepy to do my job.

Eh...boring shit, I know. My life isn't very exciting, as you can tell. No jet setting around the world for me. No lunching with beautiful people, or shopping at trendy stores, or hopping from one exclusive club to another every night. Just work, sleep, and catch up sleep seven days a week. If I'm lucky I'll money and time to check out a movie with J and our friends, maybe go out for dinner. I don't even get Thanksgiving off, which is the best time for us to hang out with friends. More than likely I'll get Christmas off, but I don't care much about that holiday because my enjoyment of it is very particular. I have to have all the right things set in place: the right decorations, the right tree, the right holiday music, the right food and the right company. Anything less than that just doesn't feel like Christmas to me. And anyway, that's the time most of us fly back home and force ourselves to stand the company of our relations.

My family and I don't really talk, so I don't see them for the holidays. And J's family is a bunch of lunatic Jehova's Witnesses. As part of their wacko religion they don't recognize holidays.

Still, I guess it's better to have Christmas off than not.