That was meant in both good and bad ways. It was another weekend filled with clouds, rain, and cool temperatures, but this time nature decided to add a lightning show, heavy fog, and some tornadoes in a nearby county.
I got off of a six-hour shift at 10 Friday night, showered and changed, then headed back downtown to see a friend of a friend perform at a bar. It was a good performance, but the bar was fairly dead. I went to another bar a block away and met up with some people, where I was until last call (2 a.m. is when the bars close here in Virginia). I lucked out and hitched a ride with someone. I ended up getting less than 5 hours of sleep that night (and since much of that was drunk sleep, it doesn't really count).
I, very slowly, got out of bed just after 8 a.m. Saturday morning (possible only because I popped an Aleve before going to bed the night before). Still a little drunk. Lucky me, I had a double-shift that day (some of which I was hungover for). I was working for 10 hours, pretty much all of which I was busy during. Oh how tired I was and my feet hurt quite a bit.
I ended up going out again that night, but only for a few hours. Didn't get hammered, mainly because it was going to be another early day.
Sunday was a pretty low key. Worked for five hours, went home and enjoyed a nice day. I went to see "Your Highness" that night with a couple of people. I know the film has gotten some bad reviews (probably from critics who were taking it way to seriously), but it was pretty good. I read something interesting: apparently, there was not a script onset, just an outline and the dialogue was primarily improvised.
I seriously needed an extra day to recover from this weekend. Since I don't work on Mondays, I guess that's what today is for.
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