Eleven

It is just after 11pm on my 11th day of work in a row; only 2 more to go in this marathon. I have nothing much to report. Oh, except that i have developed the propensity to laugh maniacally in the van even though no one is with me (except my imaginary partner, Willis). Oh, and i have a song stuck in my head that won't go away - it's about worms. Oh, and i really like tater tots, with or without cheese. Oh, and this is post #111. That is all. 'Kay, bye.