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Alrighty. Is it just an allergy to waking up, am I sick, or am I just hungry and pie was not the sort of breakfast to make my tummy feel better? I'm really tired of this stupid wheel-o-what-the-hell-could-go-wrong! Ugh. But I guess I'll know for sure one way or another in a little bit.
So work was, um... long. Yeah. Alexis didn't show, car trouble or something. I'm worried she's going to get herself fired, but at the same time, it's like each time I have to call out, she does too, later the same week or early the next. So I don't look quite so bad comparitively speaking.
Oh, yeah. It's fucking cold. Apparently the weather switch with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
agent_alpo worked at least on the cold weather here end. So cold the locks for cars and things froze. Ditto for the car door handle. I had to pry that bitch up last night. The trashcans at work froze, and the puddles from the sprinkler systems? Also of the frozen. Grass was frost bitten so when I got home it was all kinds of crunch!y.
Felt really bad for someone last night. Twas before my break and this guy comes in, leather coat, big ol' cowboy hat, and it looks like he's gone and pissed himself [I'm classy, what can I say?] and I try not to be too obvious when I look away. Dude's house? Just burned down. And I can't think of anything to say other than "I'm so sorry." It would explain the parade of fire engines and police officers and things earlier, but that was nothing compared to the parade just as I got off work. Sigh.
*sneezes* Stop talking about me, dammit! Wait, no one is. :p
Now. Happy dance! I've got the weekend off, I've got the weekend off. Me! That's who. Me! Weekend off! Thursday-Sunday, no work for yours truly. :D I'm going to sleep the sleep of the exhausted. And possibly go to Ari's and see what awful alcoholic concoctions she and Penny will whip up. Now to avoid them remembering they've still never managed to get me good and trashed. So long as they don't remember that, we'll be fine. Otherwise they'll see it as their mission in life.
Thought ofloadedfantasy this afternoon. Commercial for Damien Rice's album. Didn't hear a thing because the sound was off, and I thought Mom had left the TV on Bravo or something because it looked like an odd little film. But no, commercial. Who knew?
So work was, um... long. Yeah. Alexis didn't show, car trouble or something. I'm worried she's going to get herself fired, but at the same time, it's like each time I have to call out, she does too, later the same week or early the next. So I don't look quite so bad comparitively speaking.
Oh, yeah. It's fucking cold. Apparently the weather switch with
agent_alpo worked at least on the cold weather here end. So cold the locks for cars and things froze. Ditto for the car door handle. I had to pry that bitch up last night. The trashcans at work froze, and the puddles from the sprinkler systems? Also of the frozen. Grass was frost bitten so when I got home it was all kinds of crunch!y.Felt really bad for someone last night. Twas before my break and this guy comes in, leather coat, big ol' cowboy hat, and it looks like he's gone and pissed himself [I'm classy, what can I say?] and I try not to be too obvious when I look away. Dude's house? Just burned down. And I can't think of anything to say other than "I'm so sorry." It would explain the parade of fire engines and police officers and things earlier, but that was nothing compared to the parade just as I got off work. Sigh.
*sneezes* Stop talking about me, dammit! Wait, no one is. :p
Now. Happy dance! I've got the weekend off, I've got the weekend off. Me! That's who. Me! Weekend off! Thursday-Sunday, no work for yours truly. :D I'm going to sleep the sleep of the exhausted. And possibly go to Ari's and see what awful alcoholic concoctions she and Penny will whip up. Now to avoid them remembering they've still never managed to get me good and trashed. So long as they don't remember that, we'll be fine. Otherwise they'll see it as their mission in life.
Thought of
loadedfantasy this afternoon. Commercial for Damien Rice's album. Didn't hear a thing because the sound was off, and I thought Mom had left the TV on Bravo or something because it looked like an odd little film. But no, commercial. Who knew?