The End of Summer

So it is truly a miracle that I'm here today able to blog. You see, for the past while now I have been chain-ganged onto the paving crew and forced to work (pardon the French) ungodly hours. All the over time is nice, but it gets pretty ridicilous when you start work one night, finish the next morning, sleep for a few hours, and start again in the night. It seems backwards to me, but they pay me to dump trucks these days, not to think, so thats all I'll say about that.

Onto happier things though, oh wait there are none. Life is full of nothing but work and overtime and (once again, pardon the French) fat-ass paychecks I can't do anything with because I work so much. I never thought I'd say this, but it'll be fun when summer is finally over and I can settle down, spend some of the cash thats burning a hole in my wallet, and have a nice cool relaxing winter full of thrills and good times, long nights out with beautiful women (or just one in my case), and a scrapbook of memories. Until then though, the work and hours will continue to suck, and I will continue to work my life away, grasping for the happy moments that always seem to fade away....