Thursday, August 18, 2005

Complain, Complain, Complain...

Apologies for the relative lack of blogging lately, but, really, it's just as well that I've mostly been quiet, except for stupid quizzes, because if I was posting anything, I'm pretty sure it'd only be yet again more bitching about how much I hate morning shifts. And I do hate them with a passion, oh, yes. I spend all day feeling half asleep, no matter how many hours of sleep I may actually have gotten, and the point in the evening where I finally start to perk up is just about the point where I have to start thinking about shutting down so I can get to bed. And going to sleep isn't much of anything to look forward to, as it just means that the next thing I'll be conscious of will be having to haul my dragging ass to work. Also, I always seem to be in the middle of some strange, vaguely unpleasant dream when my alarm goes off, and even though I forget the specifics pretty quickly, it tends to leave a disturbing emotional aftertaste that lingers.

Sigh. Well, I suppose the good thing about shiftwork is that it always gives you something to look forward to. When I'm on days, I keep thinking, "Thank goodness, I'll be off of this and onto night shift soon." And when I'm on night shift, I tell myself that it's OK, because soon I'll be on evenings.

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