Not stand up all that much.
Pulled three doubles in three days covering for a friend yesterday. That’s somewhere between 40 and 50 hours on my poor little feetses.
Also on the agenda:
- Get so drunk that I fall down and/or text something that will be greenlit on textsfromlastnight.com
- Get sun stroke on Sunday.
- Purchase twelve black American Apparel shirts and iron on contact printer paper so that I can eventually make customized shirts with offensive mottos for each of the four parties I work. For example, “I Freestyle Mondayed Your Mother Last Night,” or “I Wish More of the Ugly People at Camouflage Would Dress in the Spirit of the Party.”
- Drunk movie review, Saturday afternoon.