11PM until about 6AM, then onto my other job at 8:30AM until 5PM WITH NO SLEEPY!! That's about an 18 hour workday I'd say. I'm all sore from unloading another truck that seemed to have been loaded up by some retard who doesn't know his ass from a hole in the wall. Boxes upon boxes and tons upon tons of stock was grudgingly brought onto the floor by myself and some other poor shmuck. My legs hurt, my back hurts and I haven't slept in over a day. Life is good. Enough bitching. I went to that car show tonight. I'm glad I warmed up my drooling muscles. Beefed up Mustangs, Camaros, old Fords, Chevys, and Mopars all around. For some reason there were a couple of Datsun Zs there. What the fuck are some imports doing at an American musclecar show? Stupid fucking morons. Must've loaded a truck the night before. Let's see if I can get to sleep by midnight and wake up early and actually have some kind of social day tomorrow. Remember to call and harrass me.