I feel guilty, because I have pulled one of my infamous diappearing acts. When I seem to vanish off the face of the Earth, Goddess I doubt half of you even know or care that I still exist. I know that there are a few of you out there that would wish me permananty gone, but just when you think you have gotten rid of me I magically spring back up. I've gotten a new job waiting tables, which is nice because with tips it means that I always have a little bit of money. And I work overnight so I actually get a decent hourly wage too. But there are downsides to working the graveyard shift like Tuesdays, when I have to work until 8 (i usually get off at 7) and then have to be back up at 3 because we game on Tuesday nights, not to mention that Tuesday once a month when I run. Trying to run a game with these guys on half a night of sleep is beyond challenging. It's sucidal. But so far I have survived. But then its almost 11 and i can't sleep. Four hours, I have fours hours to attempt to get to sleep and get back up. Although I have to say that watching Jim sleep is relaxinging. Why does everyone look perfect while asleep. Oh Goddess I'm rambling.