Paid Holidays and Self Proclaimed Laziness

So yesterday was my first official paid vacation day from work.(or PTO day if you want to get all human resourcey about it.)

It's one of the best feelings, because you go through the whole day cocking around, doing absolutely nothing productive and you're getting paid for it.

I spent the day thinking of great things I could do on my companies dime. It was a great feeling knowing that I was getting paid to watch horrible monday afternoon network television, because i've always thought you should be paid for having to watch that crap.

and I'd be drinking a beer and say to myself, "this is great I am getting paid to drink this beer."

Now if you really want to get technical about it I spent 4 of my usual 8 hour work day, driving back home from the Northwoods in Wisconsin.

Some things happened this weekend.

Let me tell you.

Well actually I'm not going to tell you, because I really don't feel like typing it all right now.

But what I will say is that my liver is less than thrilled with some of this weekend's decisions made on my part.

I feel like there was probably a way to get across the last sentence's point in about 3 words.