Finally.

Finally a day off tomorrow after working eight days straight. I covered a couple of shifts, so it was partly my fault. I'm indulging in a bit of staying up late to celebrate. I also have a ton of stuff to do tomorrow, although it's all sort of fun. Anyway. That's it. Too tired to write much. Next week I'm back to my usual four days on, three days off, which gives me the opposite problem, too much time, too little money. But I like working four days, and it (supposedly) gives me the chance to look for another job. I'm going to visit my friend next week too, looking forward to it already. I haven't seen her since she moved away and I miss her. Good times.