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.