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heaven ain't close in a place like this
May. 23rd, 2005 04:55 amAn hour is more than enough time for someone to realize they fucking fell asleep at the keyboard and get up and talk to me. Sigh. It's my fault. I decided I needed an extra hour of sleep [I figured Mom was online anyway], and so I get there and he's halfway to dreamland.
Still... Annoyed.
Work: Did the entire back of the store [ignoring aisle 6] on my own. Scooooore! This was after sorting the little tags and 2/3 of the big tags, putting up school totes, and helping customers. Think I was inadvertantly too sarcastic to one boss, but the other kept giggling when I'd say something odd and then, at the end of the night, rewarded me with the, "You're so funny!" award. Nice to know I amuse people other than myself at times. Unfortunately, before I could float out on that bliss, Kathleen basically said she'd be calling out on Fridays. I was kind of annoyed because, dude. I've worked every Friday [except April 1] since sometime in February, or early March. You can fucking work Friday, too. Fridays are a bitch if you're working alone because the weirdos come out in the summer. I'm tired of working alone, kay? I wants a vacation, but I'm trying to hold out for sometime when I can actually do something for a couple of days rather than sit around and wish I was having fun.
Random Bitching:
But everyone else on the frickin' planet is going out of town or doing things without me. Both Ari and Cass have gone to see the new SW flick. Neither invited me to go. Fuck, man, I might have said yes you know. Instead, the people I'd counted on taking me to see it? They're going to see it Saturday. When I have to work. You know it's sad when even your parental units let you down on something like that. Or is it, when even your four year old nephew has seen the movie? I'm not sure. Bah.
( Toys and Barbies and stuff, oh my! )
Onto Target. I'd originally planned on getting Scrubs, because fuck you Amazon. I ordered my stuff a week ago and you're just holding onto it and not sharing. There are, what, sixteen people on the planet who watch Scrubs? You can't tell me all of them ordered from you at the same time and that's just put you under an immense amount of pressure. First I couldn't find it. Then I found one, and wandered around the store with it, debating spending $35 plus tax on something that should show up this week sometime... Waffled on buying a doll or twelve. Walked away from them empty handed. Remembered I'd promised to buy Dad some tapes for Mom's birthday [how the man got blank tapes from "gardenia bush" and "light weight pocketbook", I'll never know]
Ended up buying Joan of Arcadia. I'm pissed that the show was cancelled, which I found out, what, 24 seconds ago? Fuck you, CBS. Why did no one tell me?
... yeah, i heard the jackass in the back yell, "Because no one watched it, moron!"
Sigh. CBS, CBS, CBS. I don't watch CSI spinoffs. I don't watch your reality crap. I... have no idea what else you have on, actually, but that proves I don't watch it either. I loved me some Joan. I'd better get them on DVD, or else I'm going to learn the ancient art of firebombs. Oh, yeah. I don't watch CSI either.
Ah well. Widget came over. Widget got presents. Widget is spoiled. Widget learned this choice phrase from Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves: "You ruined my life!" That's right, kiddies. He's got the Christian Slater love going already.
( TV Fall: 2005 )
Sigh. Every year they knock off a couple of shows I love and don't end up replacing them properly. Which would explain why my limited DVD collection is mostly TV. Why my want list? Mostly TV.
Annnnnnd to properly cap this off, I hate dreams where you're in pain. Actual physical pain. It's even worse when it's a dream within a dream causing you pain. Somehow that doubles the pain.
Still... Annoyed.
Work: Did the entire back of the store [ignoring aisle 6] on my own. Scooooore! This was after sorting the little tags and 2/3 of the big tags, putting up school totes, and helping customers. Think I was inadvertantly too sarcastic to one boss, but the other kept giggling when I'd say something odd and then, at the end of the night, rewarded me with the, "You're so funny!" award. Nice to know I amuse people other than myself at times. Unfortunately, before I could float out on that bliss, Kathleen basically said she'd be calling out on Fridays. I was kind of annoyed because, dude. I've worked every Friday [except April 1] since sometime in February, or early March. You can fucking work Friday, too. Fridays are a bitch if you're working alone because the weirdos come out in the summer. I'm tired of working alone, kay? I wants a vacation, but I'm trying to hold out for sometime when I can actually do something for a couple of days rather than sit around and wish I was having fun.
Random Bitching:
But everyone else on the frickin' planet is going out of town or doing things without me. Both Ari and Cass have gone to see the new SW flick. Neither invited me to go. Fuck, man, I might have said yes you know. Instead, the people I'd counted on taking me to see it? They're going to see it Saturday. When I have to work. You know it's sad when even your parental units let you down on something like that. Or is it, when even your four year old nephew has seen the movie? I'm not sure. Bah.
( Toys and Barbies and stuff, oh my! )
Onto Target. I'd originally planned on getting Scrubs, because fuck you Amazon. I ordered my stuff a week ago and you're just holding onto it and not sharing. There are, what, sixteen people on the planet who watch Scrubs? You can't tell me all of them ordered from you at the same time and that's just put you under an immense amount of pressure. First I couldn't find it. Then I found one, and wandered around the store with it, debating spending $35 plus tax on something that should show up this week sometime... Waffled on buying a doll or twelve. Walked away from them empty handed. Remembered I'd promised to buy Dad some tapes for Mom's birthday [how the man got blank tapes from "gardenia bush" and "light weight pocketbook", I'll never know]
Ended up buying Joan of Arcadia. I'm pissed that the show was cancelled, which I found out, what, 24 seconds ago? Fuck you, CBS. Why did no one tell me?
... yeah, i heard the jackass in the back yell, "Because no one watched it, moron!"
Sigh. CBS, CBS, CBS. I don't watch CSI spinoffs. I don't watch your reality crap. I... have no idea what else you have on, actually, but that proves I don't watch it either. I loved me some Joan. I'd better get them on DVD, or else I'm going to learn the ancient art of firebombs. Oh, yeah. I don't watch CSI either.
Ah well. Widget came over. Widget got presents. Widget is spoiled. Widget learned this choice phrase from Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves: "You ruined my life!" That's right, kiddies. He's got the Christian Slater love going already.
( TV Fall: 2005 )
Sigh. Every year they knock off a couple of shows I love and don't end up replacing them properly. Which would explain why my limited DVD collection is mostly TV. Why my want list? Mostly TV.
Annnnnnd to properly cap this off, I hate dreams where you're in pain. Actual physical pain. It's even worse when it's a dream within a dream causing you pain. Somehow that doubles the pain.
