OK, I am sincerely dead. I hate to complain because I know lots of people work a bunch of days in a row, but I'm apparently not built for it. I worked 9 hours on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and today. I worked 8 hours on Wednesday and I work 6 hours tomorrow. Then I have to go to the museum on Sunday, and do 9 hours on Monday and Tuesday at my new job. That's on top of driving 1 hour each way for 5 of the days, and tomorrow's commute will be 2 hours each way. Seriously, someone needs to kill me now.
I bought some Kraft Green Box spaghetti. I'm going to eat some then go to bed.
Nighty!
