September 16, 2006 | vacation’s done already? shit.

Today’s my last day of vacation and I really feel like that fucking whiney-ass bitch-kid who is getting dragged to school. I can literally feel the heels of my feet being dragged along the asphault as someone has my collar bunched up in their hand, screaming and whining with arms outstretched. Tomorrow, I wouldn’t be surprised if I had a red-line across my neck from the collar’s tension, when I wake up at 6 A.M. and work the 10 hour shift I’m supposed to pull on Sunday.

JOE
(little kid voice)
Oh boy! Yipee!

And I don’t want to be feeling this way. I want to just enjoy my last day of vacation before the Hell known as the “Holiday Season”, “Merry Fucking Festivus”, or whatever politically correct terminology we’re supposed to use descends upon me and drowns me in its shit-storm. (It’s bad enough that the name “Black Friday” has been perverted into terminology like “Blue Friday”, “Green Friday”, et al. To me, it’s Black-and-Blue Friday, because I will be black and blue after that day. Or at least the remnants of my thrice-damned soul.)

Ah well, Hell’s worse I suppose…

Now back to my regular scheduled vacation.