Sleep, that one frontier I never go to.

Hunter S. Thompson used to say that sleep sucks. Or something to that point. I'm sure he was much more poetic than that. (Probably "Sleep sucks cock and balls.") So he slept very little. Which is the case for me now of days. I don't remember the last time I've slept a good 52 hour week, which was mandatory for me. Now I'm lucky if I get 25 hours of sleep. That is the price of working third shift. I don't know why I keep getting these oddball jobs that place me with oddball people and oddball situations. Like pizza delivery. Man, there were some awesome people I delievered pizza too. Not that I don't like the people at my job. They're all pretty awesome. (Except sometimes I can actually feel my teeth grinding when some of them speak.) But third shift people are just weird. It takes a different set of balls to work third shift...and to stay awake. Like now...I should be asleep...but I can't. Come 11 o'clock I'm gonna be chugging some nasty watery coffee. Man, why do things that are free have to suck? Why can't we get a Starbucks machine at my work and the coffee from that, be free? Aaaahhhh...ranting to no one at all.
He was quite the handsome fellow.