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I went to see Jarhead tonight. When I got out, around 11:45pm, I thought to myself happily, "Perfect, just in time to go in to work at midnight." And then I remembered that it was Sunday, and I didn't have work tonight, and I said, "Ah, crap."
Weekends suck when you work night shift. Unless you stay awake through Saturday and screw up your sleep schedule, you are doomed to being awake all through the lonely night and trying to find things to do to pass the dark, endless hours. It's kind of sad that I would actually rather be at work with things to do than sitting here without a care in the world.
Originally posted at BinaryRock [Original Entry]
November 7 2005, 14:47:55 UTC 6 years ago
At one point, I had a friend call me at 2 am on a Thursday before exams. I thought it was my alarm, and I was halfway out the door before I realized I didn't have to be up for 3 more hours...