I’m rapidly trying to tie up loose ends as I transition to a change in work but it’s going to take me a bit to really finish everything off as I keep finding projects I never finished clashing with my nature as a completist so I asked my work-giver if he’d be taking time off for the holidays.

Him: I may be taking a longer than usual time for the holidays this year.
Me: That’s nice, how long?
Him: Probably Christmas and the day after.
Me: That’s it?
Him: I’m stretching it this year.

Stupid cyborgs.

I finally received a night out Friday, and by night I mean a 90 minute window between 11:00 PM and 12:30 AM.  After changing into civies (which for camp staff is nearly identical to the staff uniform except for the Hawaiian shirt) and dashing to Applebees for discount appetizers I see a pile of disaffected teenagers fulfilling several stereotypes involving impressive women with cars.  I decide to fulfill a dream:

I go to the top of the parking lot, roll down the windows crank out Pachabel’s Canon and zoom past with my head the window yelling “wuz up, ladiez!!!”