Every Sunday night, I feel like I'm going to die. Just the thought that I have to get up early the next day for work torments me. It's like the weekends are a blurr, they're over before you even get a chance to kick back. But every Monday, I'm back on layout at I think to myself "You see it's not that bad, you've had worse." The work isn't hard, it's just hella boring! Then Wednesday comes rolling around and I'm beat. Thursday afternoon I'm like, "That's it, I'm quittin tomorrow!". But come Friday, and I get that $350+ check handed to me..."Myabe I'll just stay one more week." Not only is it physically wearing, but mentally numbing. That's why they call it the "grind"...I guess.

Man, it sucks that I'm not getting paid for the 4th of July holiday. I haven't been at my job 90 days yet. Atleast it'll mean that this week will only be 4 days, that is unless they ask us to work Saturday. In any case, any over time that I put in will only get paid as regular hours (since I'd have to make the full 40 hrs before I can get time and ½). That really blows because I was hoping to be able to open a checking account next week, but with being roughly $70 short...it ain't looking good.