...You guys all suck. =(

[Bra]

So I went to bed ~4 am last night. No biggie, only had to start my shift at 4 pm the next day. 4 to midnight's easy anyway.

...But I was wrong.

Around ten after nine my mom wakes me up, telling me my work called. So, I call them, figuring they were trying to switch my shift up. Turns out I was working a 9-2 today. Oh. Well, then.

So, I throw on some clothes, run to my car, and fsking blitz to work. Streets/highway are/is pretty clear since it's still kinda early for a weekend. Flying down the highway, and some retard in a Civic 'fartcan edition' passes me (while I'm already moving... uh... too fast). Decided I would drop a gear and smoke him, but just as I put the clutch to the floor I see something... odd up ahead. It's white and it's... oh shit that's a ghost car. I hit my brakes, the Civic does the same, but he's already moving faster than me, and he's in front. Needless to say, the cop lights up and nabs the ricer. I laugh my ass off as I drive past, finally nearing work. That highlight kept me pretty energized... but now the fact that I'm running on like, four hours of sleep if I'm lucky, everything sucks. =(

I hate being this tired. It's hard to focus on anything, and I'd like to have the energy to go out and do stuff on a Saturday night. Point and laugh if you want, I guess. Basatrds.