Due to my boss being a procrastinator and doing a rush job on a schedule that was over a week late (union rules, schedule must be out 10 days before it starts), i have an additional day off this week.

We had one too many people on duty and no event planned, so someone (read, the person who notices first) was able to take a day off. That someone is me.

I am using vacation time, since i have so much of it that i have yet to have even touched (i have used my personal leave time for previous vacations since personal leave time expires).

So, i had my pass days, Tuesday and Wednesday from last week's schedule, and our weeks start on Thursday, for which i have Thursday off... then i took today as a vacation day. Four days off in a row... that is like a mini-vacation.

And i have accomplished almost nothing.... yay me!

i do not have to work for the next 8 days in a row!

to celebrate, here are the go-go's

He did not make it through the night. He probably died within a few minutes of me typing my last post.

I don't know why he is gone, but i am grateful he did not linger or seemed to suffer very little.

We got him from the SPCA a few summers ago because of his Linux based name. He was terrirorially agressive and bit me the first time i cleaned his cage. With time and patience, he mellowed and i was able to pet him. He had a better life with us than he would have at the SPCA.

Our poor lil rat, Linus is not doing well right now. It seems so sudden and i am not sure he will make it through the night. I just told him that we love him and if he need to let go and die, he should because we do not want to see him suffer.

It's been just over two weeks since that stupid car accident. It definatly put a wee dark cloud over the new year for me.

I am pissed that i was doing nothing wrong, just stopped at a red light and i am the one that has to deal with all the petty shit, errands, paperwork and car repair shops involved in "making it right" for me, despite my innocence.

Yeah, i know that is just the way it is and sometimes life is not fair and thank goodness you weren't hurt. Do these comments help validate my feelings? Do the condemn them? Are they an attempt to reassure? Ultimately, because of the horrible place i was in, they just made me feel worse.

This is the second time in my very short driving life, that i have been rear ended while i was at a complete stop -- on 9-11-09 and 12-31-10, interestingly enough. What happens next time? Is my luck running out? Next time will it be one of those fucking Hummer things and a drunk teenage girl who will cripple me?

I wallowed.

I cried.

I've had nightmares.

I have vented, thank you.

Time to put it all behind me.