*yawn*

Well, I crashed at home last night instead of bothering to go down to Phoenix.. there didn't seem to be anyone there for Jyhad when I called down, and I left work a little early yesterday since I felt like hell. I'm getting a little worried and miffed since I haven't heard from J since Sunday morning. He told his buddy Matt that he was on his way home on Sunday afternoon, but never bothered to call me that evening... and now no one has heard from him in nearly 3 days. I'll wait and see if I hear from him tonight, otherwise I'll probably end up going to hang out with my family in Colrain for this insane holiday. I mean, the 'thanksgiving' sermon given in 1623 by "Mather the Elder" gave thanks to their god for the plague of smallpox that had wiped out the Wampanoag indians that had been their benefactors, and noted that the young men and children that had died would keep the numbers of their population down. That sounds like the Puritan spirit, right there. "Thanks for the food, enjoy the smallpox!"

I have to work from 4 until closing this evening.. I expect it to be insane when I get there, maybe slow down around 7-8, and then get last minute crazy again when everyone realises the co-op closes at 9 and won't be open tomorrow. At least I'll be home by 10, and then I can start cleaning my kitchen space to cook my own vegetarian goodness.

I'm going to eat, and go back to bed for another hour or so. I need all the energy I can scrape up to get through tonight's nuthouse adventures.

Later.

-Me.