back on the chain gang

work sleep work sleep. That has been my week. When I'm not working, I'm either sleeping or trying to sleep so badly that I go insane. Wait, I forgot another component - missing buses. I have to miss a bus a day apparently, and because it's so freakin cold out I end up paying for a cab instead.

I have to work this Sunday too, so in addition to the amazing amount of overtime (not that I get it, lovely salary) I also have a one day weekend. Gotta love the beginning of the semester.

The recurring thought in my head the past few days has been: "Why do I try so hard to do right, when I don't getright-ness back from anything? All these idiots everywhere don't work hard or try or care about others, why am I the chump who does? All it does is keep me up at night." Stupid ethics and morals and the innate need to be Good. What's the point? We all end up 6 feet under or incinerated. Whoa that was bleak.

I hope tomorrow night is just me, Nate, and netflix. And Audrey. And food. And wine. And electric blankets.