Sleep Is For Suckers

So last night I worked an overnight shift at the store – a graveyard shift to be exact. I have to say, I rather like the term ‘graveyard shift’ - it is so fitting because this morning I really wish someone would just bury me in a sound proof coffin so I could get some sleep.

I very much enjoyed myself though. No customers and a fully charged iPod loaded with 737 of my favorite songs, equals a fucking good time. I’ve always wanted to be locked up in a store overnight, but I always pictured it would be a toy store… and I wouldn’t be required to work and could pull a Footloose up and down the isles in some cool 80's montage scene.