wickedflea | written on the bus home

Shitfuckinhell. I thought that I was going to get all the time between Christmas and New Year's off, so I was thinking about using the three vacation days I'll have earned by then to take Jan. 2-4 off. That, with weekends, would have given me Dec. 22-Jan. 6 off. but it turns out that we're supposed to work Dec. 26-28, so I'll have to use my vacation days then. So that means that I have to be back at work Jan. 2 AND I'll have used all my vacation time. Hellfuckinshit. Dammit, that throws off my whole shit. Mom's decided to have Christmas at her place rather than in Starkville at Grandmother's, so that means I have to go to Chattanooga, then down to MS to see Dad, then haul my ass all the way back up to CT. I was going to have to do that anyway, but this makes things a hell of a lot more crunched-up. So much for a nice, leisurely holiday season. Fuckshitinhell.

Somebody, somewhere, is responsible for this, and when I find him, I'm gonna whip that honky's ass.

Some poor wretch has left his nasty drawers on the floor of this bus.