setting sun

figure this out: it's early saturday evening, almost all the peeps in the office have gone home. it's lovapalooza pt. 2 tonight and the gang is planning to watch the side concerts. and i remain in my boss' desk, browsing the net while waiting for the nightshift engineers to brief them of the current operation status (lufet!). workaholic? not quite. i just made a 'mental-backdoor' compromise that crept in my boss' mind which resulted in a favorable scenario for me next week. i will be in graveyard for the rest of the week ahead, just in time for saddam's (please refer to ronnie's blog) third strike in three months. it was subtle yet uncalculated. i should be practicing this trick more often, nyehehe.




bonus: i'll be free tomorrow, sunday, plus since the two kids at night didn't come to the hastily called meeting by our boss this 5 PM, one of them should go to work tomorrow, sunday night. again, i am so evil.