Taking a breather whether I deserve it or not!

I'm getting pinched by the man in the worst way. 70 hours a week doesn't leave time to do much, so my fossil hunting has been put on ice lately. Last night at 2 in the morning, my eyes glazed over and I decided I had spent too much time in front of a computer. It was time to go diving. I hit the river and didn't look back. I didn't rack like I dreamed, but I picked up enough to make it really fun. I only have a couple more weeks of drudgery left before my deadlines are all met and I can hunt like a normal person again. Unfortunately, my Aurora trip this coming weekend is out, but such is the price of responsibility. I might be able to work in another quick river run instead so I don't have to be bitter AND busy.