Today, I have to work and play hard; got a print order to spit out, and some emails to answer, a load of laundry to do, gaming at 2 and a shower to take. Tomorrow begins three weeks of a horrid, horrid work schedule, in which I will be working gruesome overtime in order to take 8 days off of work to go to Costa Rico and New Orleans. Yeah! And Jake and I agreed that every drop of overtime wages can go to my new tablet. YEAH! I am NEVER going salary. Suckers.
After 10, time to run to the parent's house and work my rear until gaming. Must resist temptation to crawl back into bed with warm husband...