Things go from bad to worse, you think they can't get worse than that....and then they do.

Well I know its Tuesday morning, but if you would've asked me that a few minutes ago I probably would've had a hard time finding that answer. Night shift will do that to you. It messes with your mind. It makes you work all night long, fills the day with wonderfully amazing things to do (other than rest), then reminds you who's your daddy that night. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty sure I'd much rather pave in the cool of the night then in the heat of the day, but I mean come on. No one should have to work a paving crew from midnight to seven a.m., and then from six p.m. to midnight again. Its pretty much the same hours as day shift, but it feels like you're going to work twice in one day. Think about it. Its sad...

Anybody wanna buy a truck? Anybody? You're smart. If I could do it over again I wouldn't buy my truck either. It may have sleek black paint, but the thing is a black hole for my bank account. I've already had to get the transmission fixed once, once again after that, and last night on my way to work the same problem was reborn. I'll call the transmission guys today, remind them who their daddy is, and let them know the consequences if they don't fix my truck for real this time. I'm so sick of car problems. They're like freakin STD's. Once they strike and once you've had one things can only get worse from there.

Ok so that analogy didn't really make any sense, but I'm pretty tired right now. I'm sure later I'll come back and edit that part out of my blog, but if I don't then its there for your sick enjoyment.

Well, its off to the showers, nap time, Mckell time, and lastly work time. Wish me luck ;)