Okay… it’s only Wednesday and already I’ve put in over 35 hours this week. Needless to say, I’m tired as hell!!!!! I knew back in June that this was the week that I was gonna have to buckle down and just forget about my personal life, but I sure as hell didn’t think I’d be worn out this fast. I aint get outta this joint last night til about 9:30pm and had to be back at 7am. Yes, I put in over 14 hours yesterday. Now of course I know that I can look forward to a nice phat check come next Friday, but poppin’ Zantrex pills and drinkin’ coffee at 6am is not my thing. I’m usually in bed til 6:45. Now I’m all wired up and still sleepy. Nothing worse that having the shakes and can’t stay awake. I have yet to eat one single thing today. I’ve been drinking Gatorade and Deer Park all morning and that’s it. I don’t have an appetite for anything at all. I feel like if I eat that I’ll…. well, let’s just say that I won’t be able to hold it down. The caffeine is so overwhelming that I can’t even stomach anything. The thought of eating makes me queasy.

I look forward to getting out of here in the next few hours, only to sit in rush hour traffic. That should be fun. Still, I’ve got 2 more days to sit in that control room and push buttons. Both days I’ve gotta be back here at 7 in the morning. This early morning rise-n-shine nonsense is for the birds!!!! I’ll be happy when next Monday comes back around and I’ll be back on my regular 9:30-6 shift. But until then, I’mma keep my eyes on the prize. That prize being Friday afternoon when I’ll walk in the door to my house, fall back on the bed and straight CRASH!!!!! Well, gots to go… there’s a call for a technician in the master control room and I sure as hell aint tryna get fired for taking a break from this busy week to post a blog. Say a prayer for a brotha… I need the strength of all my peoples right about now.