I made it through today's double. They weren't my most inspired classes, but they didn't utterly fail, either. Thing is, I just agreed to cover my manager's 6:15 tomorrow night. Then I have to get up to do my usual 8 a.m. the next morning.

bah.

The good thing is that it's extra money. And since my manager is laid up with a severely sprained ankle (and she's a lovely person), I really didn't feel as if I could refuse. Though if she asks me to cover the 6:15 on Thursday as well, I am going to turn it down. I want a hot soak in a bubble bath with a City Watch book to keep me company.