So, I officially hate working Saturday nights and I'm going to see if I can't get that changed. Don't know what the odds are, but I figure it can't hurt to try. Also still got my fingers crossed about getting a few days off in April.

Some fucking kid jacked a radio from the store right in front of me. Caught me off guard at first, but ultimately I couldn't really give a shit. Don't ask me where the 70-year old security guard was. Ob the good side, I probably did less actual work that night than any other graveyard shift. All told, I probably killed a good hour just reading Time magazine at the register.

Sunday, I fucked around online for most of the evening and then was informed by Thor that we'd be going to see Scriptease over in Hollywood. All you need to know? Best ten bucks I've spent in a while and we'll be going back next week.

I'd kinda rather not be going to work today, but eh, I can hang. It's a short shift and I'll be home in plenty of time for television. Or whatever.