A much better night... not too much running, then it pretty well died off for me after about 00:30. Spatters of patients the rest of the night. Nothing interesting, nothing fun. Did have a coupla real nice patients, though. I love being able to joke with patients, make them laugh, take their minds off of their troubles for a minute anyway.

Even though I didn't have to run much, I still got awfully tired. Actually, I got pretty pissed early on, which always makes me tired. Seems like the office supervisor had given the evening clerk vacation, and not provided coverage. So, besides doing the patients, we also had to do all of the paperwork.

When they can't cover for vacation days for me, I just don't get vacation. And if the file clerk job isn't really important enough to cover, then why have them at all? Stupidity abounds, and it astounds me still.

In fact, I've got a pretty long list of grievances, come to think of it. I might have to have another meeting with the boss again, or, better yet, the director. Yeah, I'll go that way I think.

My feet and legs hurt more than they did yesterday morning, too. I wonder if that's mainly because I've had more time to feel sorry for myself?

Maybe I should stop doing that. Never did me any good anyway.

Need to get to sleep... start them twelves tonight, need to get some rest.