bandido in 'Treasure of the Sierra Madre' Wednesday morning, I got on the bus and found that I didn’t have my ID badge. No problem, I thought. I’d left it in the car after coming back to work late Tuesday night. So I signed in with a temporary badge and did my usual work routine. Then on Wednesday night, I went through the car, my laptop bag, and every place in the condo where the badge could be. No badge. Wonderful, I’ll have to pay for a replacement—not that expensive, just annoying.

The schedule wonkiness of having a late shift followed by a normal shift the next day made me too tired to go over to Steve’s on Wednesday. Bleah.  And that’s why this entry is so short.