Work sucked so much fucking ass today. I worked six am until two-thirty pm. I am dead beat, guys. Oh so tired. Ad setup went well. It took softlines about an hour to do ours. Then it was busier than shit the rest of my shift. I kept having to call additional assistance over to my department, jewelry. Yeah. Enough said about work. I don't know what I'm going to do today. Jeff has to be at work by midnight, so. He'll end up going to sleep around six or so. Which really sucks. He needs a real job. =P I'm officially sick. And it sucks. And getting absolutely no sleep along with that doesn't help at all. Lets just say everything sucks. Ah.. sleep sounds wonderful.