If only I could spend all my time reading

I've been working late a lot the past days (weeks). Mostly to catch up after clients didn't deliver the necessary information before the so-called deadline. Bastards. It wouldn't be so bad if they would at least acknowledge their mistake and/or show a tiny bit of appreciation for my work. Instead they happily tell me in the middle of the project they are going on vacation, while I'm left to clean up the mess. People are ungrateful idiots. (Yes, plural; one female and one male, who had absolutely nothing to do with each other both pulled the same stunt)
The next couple of weeks (months) will be busy as hell as well. The co-workers and clients should count themselves lucky I love my job. (There, I said it)

On a happy note (or maybe not) I finished 'The Time Traveler's Wife' by Audrey Niffenegger last night. Gayleen lent it to me after I gave it to her for her last birthday. I'm telling you: if she enjoyed it only half as much as I did, I'm the best gift-giver in the world;) It's an awesome book.
I loathe that it is called 'a love story', because I'm not the kind of girl who goes for those and it's so much more. Besides the heart, it's got science and art. Ehm, I obviously suck at writing bookreviews ( so I stole this synopsis from the back of the book )

Besides the story, I enjoyed the language of the book. It's very dynamic with the different voices from the characters at all ages telling the story from their points of view. I loved this book with a passion and I recommend it wholeheartedly. Those of you who have followed my advise before know what that's worth:)

Also: I've got an intern to torture teach! I swear those things get younger every year (shut up). This one is tiny and tiresome. I'm looking forward to grading him. I love making them cry.