At Least It's Kinda Sunny

I'm up early again, because my brilliant, lacking in foresight self signed up for overtime on the swap day I did with Richard just in time to have Serena tell me she'll be here. So now I have 6 days in a row, and one fewer off to spend with her. Additionally I have to be up at 8am, which is no great pleasure, even thought I normally wake up about this time anyway anymore.

It's cold at night now, officially. As in, Ican'tstandthisforChrist'ssakeI'mfreezingmyfuckingassoff cold. That kinda cold. But then again I'm sensitive to cold.

My dad informs me I'm officially uninsured back home to drive. As far as I can recall, that's a horrendously bad thing when acquiring insurance. Almost as bad as the speed racing ticket that would show up on my record were I to apply for it now, prior to turning 25. Hmm. Interesting.