on being a beast......

here's the thing: if i work these crazy hours off and on for the next year, i will make a shitload of money. then i can buy the house and know i will always have a home for these mangy animals. i am loving the actual work, so that's a plus. and i am finding ways to NOT be a corporate drone. i've got a cartman doll at my desk (the one of him as the tooth fairy.) i fight with my boss openly. when i say fight i mean we play fight and bicker. here's a recent exchange i am quite proud of:

we stayed til 10pm last night. since we had to stay late they ordered dinner for us. i choose a french dip sandwich. my boss was passing the food out in the pit, and in his booming voice announced, "oh, i see the french dip is for the dip!" everyone busted out laughing. my reply? "well, then i assume you ordered the jerk chicken." i win!

i worked 13 hours yesterday and another 6 today. do you know what i did when i got home? i spent 2 hours cleaning! fuck rest and relaxation!!!!!!

ok, gotta finish laundry. check out my friend stacy's blog if you haven't. she kicks ass!