It’s morning.

I’m awake. I got jumped on, and brought me out of a completely dead sleep. So I’m not in the best of moods this morning, and I’m not talking to Podrick. I know it was an accident, but he’s probably close to 25 pounds now, and it fucking hurts when 25 pounds worth of “kitten” lands on your stomach.

So yeah, not a great start to the day at 5:30 in the morning.

Back to work this afternoon. Yesterday wasn’t too bad yesterday. I’d say probably an hour and a half or so of a rush. It was crazy. But me and Bing Bing held the fort down, and then we were greeted with some slow times, where we could get our work done.

So I’m gonna wake up, and get more coffee. I believe it’s Wednesday. It feels like Wednesday.