This is not how summer should be...

Well the hospital's full. Or hovering dangerously near the bursting-at-the-seams point.

Summer is not supposed to be like this. Census (before the prisoners came, anyway) was dependent entirely on ASU and snowbirds. This meant that while winters were predictably chaotic my summers were lazy and peaceful.

Now, not so much.

(And I want my lazy summers back!) Don't get me wrong. I don't miss the short hours or the constantly getting sent home early and the very very small paychecks, but I do miss having a couple of sweet, sweet weeks a year when I didn't want to just come home and die.

Oh well.

As a result, I've been very busy. And as I'm sure you could have predicted, also very grumpy. Not unreasonably so, but as grumpy as the number of hours I've been forced to work can justify.

I'm planning my trip out and I'm going to need your address again so that I can send you postcards and fossils.

Song of the day for Friday is by The Softies:






If I beg you will you smother me
Just to put me out of my constant misery
This is too much for me to bear
You'd know this too if you ever had been there

I hope you have sweet dreams
And I hope You never leave me

I wander thorugh these empty halls
As the moon casts shadows of just me upon the walls
My time wasted in endless regret
While you sleep away your troubles and forget

I hope you have sweet dreams
And I hope you never leave me