LOOK! I got girl boobs!

TUESDAY—
I wake up around 7:30 with the bots and try to take a nap on the floor next to him that doesn’t take, natch. We hang till the wife wakes up at noon and she heads into work early to turn in bottles and head to the bank. Bots finally passes out on the floor so I curl up and take a mini nap. I’m woke up by the cell ring and its Tim who is in town. He stops by and we chat for a while about all things nerd and music. Good to see him, as its been a while. He takes off and I update net and blogs and try a nap. Of course, it doesn’t take. Naturally, the bots gets up and has a hissy. I feed and comfort him and watch more of this new internet video thing I found called THE ANGRY VIDEO GAME NERD and his videos. I do manage to finish colors on the commission and mail it to the customer. Then the breaking the panel show starts on talkshoe. I’m dead tired and I tell the boys that I’ll probably sit this one out. But I come on for the first 5 minutes and then drop off after the wife comes home. She buys me QUANTUM OF SOLACE on DVD and I really want to see it. But it will have to wait for a night when we are both home and free. I head straight to bed and pass out around 11:30-11:50 to Family Guy.

WEDNESDAY—
I wake up around 7am and opt to stay up, hoping to nap sometime later in the day to get my sleep pattern back for the work week of late nights/early mornings. I check email and do some fixing to the commission colors and resend it. Again, no emails from comixpress about my books I am so graciously waiting on. So far, they are getting an F- for the whole damn thing. I learn that Chase Bank has charged me a fee, even though they said they were not and I hit the roof with anger. I’m pretty much pissed off all day after that. Not a good day.

The wife gets up and takes off for work and I attempt a nap beside the bots, who is asleep on the floor. So I lay down. 35 minutes later, he’s up and crying. And that’s pretty much how he was the rest of the day. I’d comfort him and play and he was fine then. But the minute I put him down, in the rocker or on the floor so I can do things or attempt another nap, he’s back to crying. So I get pretty frustrated, along with my anger from earlier at the bank, and that my unemployment check isn’t here yet, and still no damn word on food stamps, no word from comixpress, bills coming out of my ass and I gotta work midnight –7am tonight with no sleep… ARRRRGGGGH!!!!!! I set him down and let him cry it out a bit while I just do dishes and try to convince myself that I will not kill myself at work tonight, lifting heavy boxes and going on no sleep. But thankfully, divine intervention comes and he passes out around 8:15. I lay him down and attempt a quick nap before 11:30 when I have to head to work. The wife comes home and I take off for work.

I work my shift without any problems and come home at 7am. I check stuff and update blogs. I pass out around 8am.