Hello, alas. I would greet you with a picture of Pam Ayres, but last time I did that, the dolls were my bone-chilling reward. And I'm so not going there again.
I'm just turning everything I touch into evil. Like King Midas but even more of a bastard. It's time I disconnect and stop proliferating this sickness.
Night shifters. Fill this thread with hugs and puppies and sow the ground with salt.
We have to read all the magazines and supplements and stuff that they give away with the papers at weekends as well as the papers themselves. It sucks.
Oh, I'm at work (morning here, actually- about 6:50 am) just counting down until I can go home and watch the next episode of Battlestar galactica that a friend's been downloading for me... then sleep. Oh yes, sleep.
i'm pretty good. i just returned from photographing a benefit concert for the civic media center but none of the bands had their usual lineup or setlist so it was a little confusing.
a friend of mine works in radiology at a local hospital and has a week on of nights then a week off; sounds similar. she loves her weeks off. i just took care of her cat for 10 days while she was in los angeles. anything exciting planned for your week off?