Sometimes a person just needs a drink. Even though after last Friday night I promised myself that I wasn't going to drink for the rest of this rotation that just didn't happen. Went out tonight with friends because one of them decided he owed me. So I went and drank Ceasars at the bar. Good times had by all.

Did I mention that Big Boss found out about my application for the other job and asked me twice the other day if it was in my plans to stay on because he had plans for me...? Things are going along well.