All the Lights in the Sky are Stars

I have a perfectly good reason for being over my deadline tonight. But order for anything I say to make sense, I have to start at the beginning of my day.

remember how last weekend I had one hell of a first night of work on my own? Well, because of that, I volunteered to train for a few morning shifts, that way I wouldn't be completely useless. Well, the one yesterday was really rough, and I had to do it all,over again at 5.

thanks to a certain little grey cat who happens to belong to my sister, I didn't get any goddamn sleep. So when 5am rolled around, I was dead, and nothing was going to make me get out of bed. After about 7am, I realized what had happened, but was unable to care. Once I was a little more awake, I gave my manager a call, apologizing for missing my training. She didn't even realize I was suppose to be there. She also asked if I still wanted to come in, but I told her that I really needed early morning training, so it would be rather pointless to go in.

I waited around for my editor to wake up, who missed his first class and we both secretly wanted him to miss the other two, so he did. Didn't take a lot of convincing. We went out for lunch and ran a few errands. The only important thing to mention is the little cookie monster costume we bought for my sister's dog. Right after we bought it, my sister called, asking me to drive to another city and take her to work so she didn't have to walk in the rain/snow.

that's right, it snowed. The mountains were covered in it. That also means that it is ridiculously cold out. I keep forgetting that it is October, and this is normal.

while I was showing my sister her dog's new outfit, I received a call from my work, asking me to cover someone's shift. I really wanted to, but my evening was very busy already. By the time I got back to our current place of residence, my editor had cleaned up a little where it mattered, but we still had a lot more to do. So, did we clean? No. No we didn't. We sat and played Minecraft instead. This was a terrible idea. Then we went to dinner.

right as we were ordering desert, I received another call from my manager, asking me to work the graveyard shift. As busy as I was, am, and will be, and against my better judgment, I said that I would work it.

so here I am.

I can't even describe how stressed out I am, not to mention the fact that I probably won't sleep until Tuesday night.

at least this happened: while driving to work, I saw. . . Something. . . it shot across the sky with a brilliant streak of light. So, yeah, I saw a "shooting star" tonight. It really made me think a little. About what, I don't know.

right, I better get back to work before someone has some kind of accident.