I just worked an eleven hour shift. I get to do it all over again tomorrow. My mantra is now "time and a half. time and a half."→[More:]
My company is very slow to hire. Very slow. I had three interviews to get in, spanning two months... and I'd been temping in the position I was going after for almost two years! So right now I'm doing two people's jobs. Ouch. (I checked... I can't have two paychecks) I volunteered to put a few extra hours in, if only to make myself feel a bit less overwhelmed.

But, I came home to find my beloved Sabres had won tonight(as well as clinched their playoff spot, although tickets have already sold out for that- as well as nearly sold out for next season. damn!), and my crush in the living room chilling with my roommate, and missing the game, waiting for me to get home.

Hope everyone else's day ended with a happy unexpected surprise.