I'm so exhausted, I had to blare the Chicago Soundtrack to keep myself awake when I brought Zack home just a few minutes ago. I'm so damned tired! I'm tempted to call into work tomorrow, but I'm not sure if Mom would be cool with that. I just want a day to spend with Zack. He's always fucking working, I hate it.
Work couldn't have gone by any slower if it had tried. We had hardly any customers, Linda and I were so bored. I bought a lot of useless crap I don't need, though, that's always fun.
I need to go to bed.
