Everyone always knew this is how Sad Waffle’s funeral would go.

I have worked a week straight and have four more days until I get a day off. I can’t complain too much though between the overtime pay and the fact that my friend has had to work longer hours most days. Still. I feel way too old for this shiz and hate that I haven’t had any free time. When I’m dead that overtime pay won’t make a lick of difference, but that extra time may have. I mean, I could’ve started that ever-elusive novel-everyone-says-they’re-going-to-write-someday, yeah? Been that much closer to never finishing it.

Live and learn, they say.