Six Hours

I was at my desk six hours ago. Here I am again. It's 8am. And it's Saturday.

In those six hours I drove home, went to bed, slept, woke up, showered, and drove back to work.

Six is entirely too few hours to accomplish the above mentioned items. 2am is entirley too late to be at work on a Friday night. 8am is entirely too early to be at work on a Saturday morning. And it is entirely too depressing to consider that I was SUPPOSED to be in Cabo San Lucas at this VERY MOMENT with my best girl friends but had to forgo the trip at the last minute due to work pressures.

Entirely.

:(

This sucks.