Worked yesterday starting 10:45 AM. They asked me to stay until 4:00 PM, so i agreed to. It was pretty funny because one of my managers was trying to count how many hours I was working. 10:45 AM - 4:00 PM. Uh, so that looks like 5.25 hours to me. What about you? Apparently my manager couldn't get it because she was counting with her fingers and stuff. Oh well. The day remained quite uneventful. A few carry outs here, a few laps there, and that was my day. I managed to become master of keeping those m&m's bags straight. You couldn't touch those babies. Oh, and it seems like just about most everyone else is trying to catch up to me in speed / proficiency ratings. Quite ironic there if I say so myself. Right about after work we played some basketball, some real basketball... well, for most of the time. The best games turned out to be the first two, where the both teams split 1-1. After that everything else was less competative for one reason or another. As the saying goes, somebody always gets hurt playing basketball and yesterday was no different with Will getting a bruised finger. For some reason also, the ball kept finding me in times that I wasn't paying attention. I don't know if I was daydreaming, just sleep-deprived, or admiring the peculiarness of the clouds, but I kept on getting hit by the stupid ball. Boo. A few games of Warcraft Three and such, and call it a night. Today's a free day... wonder what's going on. Hmm.