Monday morning haiku

So very tired.
Twenty-two hours comp time --
that's just this weekend.

When you work for the federal government, you aren't supposed to log such crazy hours. You don't get paid for the crazy hours. The salary doesn't make up for it. But I do get comp time. I like comp time, especially since I don't have all that much vacation time. But I could use a day off.

Over the past week or so (= writing this brief, which ain't), I've put in about 40 hours of comp time. I was here on New Year's day. I was here all weekend. I was here last weekend too.

Complain, complain.

I'm pooped.