I work a screwy schedule right now. Thursday to Monday, 10 to 7, and I really don’t like it at all. Sadly, I have a pretty cool job and I’m not willing to quit. I’ve been here for a little over two months now, and I’m starting to find my place and make my mark. This is great because it means more money, more responsibility and hopefully, better hours.

Now there are certain things that I am really good at. One of them is Flash. I am the only person at my company who knows Flash, yet another tally to the “Keith is Cool” scoreboard. At any rate, a fairly important person (or rather a person who knows lot’s of important people) needed a site built in one week, and they wanted it done in Flash.

Now I can build a site in a hurry if I have to, but this lady came in on a Monday. I don’t work Tuesday’s or Wednesday’s. Oh wait: I didn’t used to work Tuesday’s or Wednesday’s.

Now I could have just pushed the weekend to the actual weekend, but the reason I work weekends is because I have to monitor a project of ours that streams live video; primarily on weekends. That is why today is the 10th straight day I’ve had to work.

I would dog it today, and do just enough to not get in trouble, but I have another priority project that has to be completed by next Friday, so it’s looking altogether likely that I will have to work this weekend as well.

I suppose this is the price I pay for working at a small firm that does big things. There are upsides – don’t misconstrue my lament for self-pity – I’m just feeling a little burnt out. That is why I am starting the Countdown to Las Vegas.

COUNTDOWN TO LAS VEGAS:

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Oh Vegas, I know that you will save me from this insanity. It has become my goal to cut loose for 4 days and 3 nights on the strip; and you had best believe that I am going to ride all three of these. There is nothing like near death to make one appreciate life.

Bring it Vegas, in T-minus 30 days and counting.