Tired

So, if I didn't work enough overtime, my boss has now instituted mandatory overtime because of a couple of slackers in my office. Arghh. After working almost twenty hours of overtime last week, I am not to enthusiastic for the week ahead.

On other news, for those of you who don't know me well my little sister is pregnant. She is due in less then a month and up until last week I was her "coach"; that is until I had yet another rip roaring fight with my egg donor (mom) and I have been cast aside. You see, my poor sister is my mother's lapdog, and by lapdog I mean her bitch. Dess is pretty young and has not quite figured out the virtues of thinking for herself. I can only hope that as time progresses, she will come to the same realizations that the rest of us have which is that our mother is not a very nice person-that, of course, is putting it VERY mildly.

So, I am now at number 97 on my Century Club Shot list at Marti's. Three to go before I am a full fledged alcoholic! Jus kidding of course. For those not familiar with the Century Club you have to take 100 shots of differing degrees of disgusting to become a member of club. Once I finish I will have my caricature up on the wall (not exactly stoked about that) next to the number where I finished, plus I get a party thrown in my honor at Marti's. It's a pretty cool, if not slightly retarded, feat. Two of my friends, Kevin and Craig, finished their list well of over a month ago, but alas I have a life and am a little to busy to dedicate every night to drinking at Marti's!

Well, that's probably enough crap to unload in a day.

Posted by Jess | Monday, August 22, 2005