Never going to end, never going to end.

So the life of a vampire continues. I recently learned that though construction was to continue I was going to get to keep my vacation they week that it was planned. I nice gesture right. WRONG. I'm really going on vacation because they are changing the scope of the work, and well pretty much re-doing everything. Basically they needed at least a week more to re-draw all the plans. So I am on vacation, but am looking at another four plus weeks of the wonderful world of the overnight.
Now this presents a bit of a problem. See I'm on vacation. Its been like eight weeks since I've really hung out with my friends and done anything, but I have to go right back to night in a week. So does one change back to days, or spend a week cleaning ones house because its a hot mess. Well currently I've decided to try days for a bit. Its not really going well, and this vacation is starting to suck. Even if I stay up as long as I can. I can only make it to like 7ish. They I lay there on my friends couch it what can only be called a highly vegetative state.
I don't mean that I sit there watching TV and drinking lots. I mean I literally have no idea what is going on the world around me, my eyes are closed, but I'm not in fact a sleep. I can't make myself move or anything constituting wakefulness, but I'm not sleeping either. This has become my sleep. Around tenish I can manage to get up long enough to go to bed, mostly because I'm soo f-ing uncomfortable that I can't stand it anymore.
This morning I woke up and was so excited because it was day out. Meaning that maybe I actually slept through the real night. Turns out it was 2:17am. Not day light at all, but there I was wide awake and unable to sleep. Fuck you I say to this craziness, Fuck you.
I already broke my toe, and gave myself a concussion last week, can't I just get some sleep for all my troubles. My hands are numb all the time, My skin so ridiculously white that its really a disgusting greyish color. Ok well I did sit outside during the day all day on friday when it was 80 out, so now its wicked pink. The awesome shade of pink that ones skin gets when its NEVER sees light. It rocks. I didn't even know it was possible for skin to burn like that outside of ones like swimsuit lines.
I'm done with this I say, done with it. If only I could magic myself a rich husband, so I could be done now and not in four plus weeks. That's completely realistic if I do say so myself.

Oh I don't know

I would like to say I haven't had much time to write, but I assure you that is not the case. Or that the randomly funny/sad/ironic/crazy (clearly i could go on an on) shit that happens in my life has stopped happening so I have nothing to write about. Also completely not the case. I really have nothing in the way of an excuse, but its not like I have ever had a blog fan club or anything.
Speaking of fan clubs. I've been working overnights at work for the past seven weeks, and beside fact that it sucks in more ways than you can imagine, well lets be honest there is really very little besides that. Anyways I work retail not construction, wait it seems I've begun in the middle of the thought. I've been working overnights to run the construction half of the store for a remodel. Ok back to my extensive construction knowledge, which I assure you consists of nothing more than a family which has construction type work as some of their background, a love of power tools, and the ability to think that I can do things that I can't really do. This has become all the more apparent in the last seven weeks. Not that I really do anything construction wise, but my I can do anything attitude subsides a little more everyday.
That being said, the one good thing about the remodel, construction, and overnights, if one could say anything is possible to be good about having your life literally turned upside down. Not seeing your friends for weeks at a time, not talking to more than five people for weeks at a time, your face turning this really awkward shade of grey because it hasn't seen sunlight in god only knows when. Getting bitched at almost constantly by people who know even less about construction than you do. fucking up your shoulder because who ever dream up the design didn't think of who was going to put 40 pounds shelves 13 feet up in the air. oh wait something good I almost forgot. Well it seems to me that I have a little fan club at work. Now I'm not talking about people who actually work for me or my company that would be weird and ishy. I'm of course talking about some of the construction workers. Normally this type of behavior would irritate the shit out of me. But alas some of them are actually kind of cute. They are actually quite nice too, though a true conversation is difficult because much seems to be lost in translation. I'm starting to think we are the united nations of job sites, Mexicans, Argentinians, Russian, Polish. And I don't mean Polish like I am Polish, but like English is none of these peoples first language. I would say most of them speak pretty decent English, some of them just nod at me like i'm a crazy person, its quite amusing. The best is when they fight. There cultures are so completely different its ends up being prime nighttime drama. I'm not sure the life of the living can hold a candle to some of the fights. Oh wait just kidding I remember all the bad shit again.