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Tuesday, November 8th, 2005
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Finally got some days off. Feels better then I thought it would. Probably not going to do much other then some housework and laundry. And sleep. I need a lot of sleep.
First of the month is never fun. All the bills come in and I get to have to fun of sorting through which ones I want to pay first. Much better at the end of the month when I have everything paid off. Already got something picked out to blow what little disposable income I have on. Go me.
Now to sit back and relax.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Tuesday, October 18th, 2005
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My work schedule has changed. I work three days, and two nights. I also get three days off in a row, but it only counts as two on the schedule. Since I get to make up for it by working sixteen hours on Friday, the only day I would give my left testicle to not have to work.
Miss Hanna bought me a lottery ticket, only a dollar one, said it didn't matter cuase I'd lose on it. I won. More then a dollar too. I'm going to make sure to point this out to her next time I see her.
Going to pick up my friend Matt in a few hours and we are going to destroy my yard. At least the grass growing there. Have to mow me lawn cause I told the cops I would. But I figure Matt will do it for me if I tell him to. I guessed right ^_^ but I'm not going to let him do it for free. He gets paid.
Its been over a year since I met Ashley now. Amazing how time flies. She mailed me a painting she did of Samurai Jack. I'm going to find a place to hang it now. And hopefully I'm going to find what I want to mail to her while I'm out today.
Candy was sick Saturday and Sunday, meaning I had to do almost all the work by myself. Working alone on Saturday was killer. Hopefully she'll be feeling better when I work with her again Friday afternoon.
Erin is talking about whats going to happen to Thomas when she moves away from Memphis. There is talk of him moving down here with us. Two hundred a month for rent and utitlies doesn't sound half bad. I could pay my entire share with less then one weeks paycheck. And I like Thomas. Erin is on OK terms with him I guess, so it'd just be a matter of how things work out by this Febuary. In the mean time, I'm going to enjoy living by myself.
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Tuesday, October 11th, 2005
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Finally making my rounds again at my parents house. They bribed me with food. Apparently there's a large sale of TV dinners at the local supermarket. Six for fifty-nine cents each. Not something I'll argue with. Already got eight-teen of them because I've raided them a few times. Last day of the sale is today, I'll probably go and pick up another tweleve and have food for a month. It'll save me money in the long run, and money is what I need right now. I'm seriously in need of car insurance, and not quite enough money to handle it. In May, it'd be no problem. Soon as I have a birthday, it'll cost almost nothing to get insured because I'll be out of the 'problem' age bracket that costs an arm and a leg. In the mean time I'll find a way to scrape up the cash needed. My pay raise went entirely into the increased price of gas. My parents still owe me eight hundred dollars, but I don't want to press them for the money. They need it as much as do for their own expenses.
Finally got around to visiting Matt and Fred too. Had a blast over there. They went and bought a lot of TV dinners with me too. Jon kicked all our asses repeatedly on Halo, but I still had fun coming in a close second every time. Matt only complained because we were screwing him over every time he was about to get a kill, me or Jon would swoop in and steal it from him, then kill him too.
And if I get home today and there isn't a package in my mailbox, I'm going to kill someone.
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Monday, October 3rd, 2005
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I live! Kinda. Working and sleeping taking up most of my life. And gas prices make it to where I don't really want to drive anywhere, i.e. to my parents who have the internet so I can log onto this thing and write in it.
Work is kinda funny. Everyone is convinced me and my co-worker Candy are screwing. She gets asked "Where's your boyfriend?" as much as I'm asked "Where's your girlfriend?". She hates it, I just laugh. She is my friend, but she'll never be anything more then that.
Got a pay raise too. Enough to cover my increased gas costs. Almost. I'm still hurting for money every now and then.
Not muchelse to say, I'll be back later, maybe. Look for me then.
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Wednesday, September 14th, 2005
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Got a note from the Police on my door yesterday. Apparently they can tell you that you need to mow your lawn. They also told me to throw away any dead animals I had piled up back there. Police here are a little wierd to say the least.
I pulled a muscle in my upper back at work a few nights ago. How I don't know. But it was nigh impossible to breathe for quite a while and I almost screamed like a girl when I had to bend over to pick up a carton of cigarettes a guy wanted to buy. It still gives me pangs when I take deep breathes, but other then that, I hardly notice that I did it anymore. I'll probably get a reminder somewhere down the line when the muscles in my back go 'hey fucker, remember when you pulled me years ago? Well you did it again!' and then the excrutiating pain'll try to knock me to the floor once more.
We also hired yet another person at work. For the first time since I started working there do we have a full staff. Only took them four months. I think its tomorrow I get to meet the new girl. Wonder if this one'll last.
Morrowind still owns my soul.
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Tuesday, September 6th, 2005
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I cast a Pox upon Fred. He gave me Morrowind and I havn't left my house for a week because of it. Stupid game.
I did some rough math. I havn't gotten all my bills in for the month yet, just my electic to go, but I have one hundred and fourty in my account. I have a min of six hundred and sixty coming over the next three Thursdays, and I owe three hundred in rent, one hundred for my phone, and sixty to eighty dollars for my electricity when I get it. Thats over three hundred dollars that I get to put in my pocket and spend on everything else. Amazing how much money I have now that I live by myself.
I got really sick at work the other night too. I could barely move my body was so stiff and sore. I didn't throw up or get the runs or anything like that, but I felt like I was close to dying. I recovered eventually, got most of my work done, but I slept for over fourteen hours when I got off duty. I had plans for that day too.
Speaking of work. Teena, that old woman who was hired, was fired, for stealing, saying she did it cause she was confused. She was a slacker to begin with and was pissing everyone off. Suprised she lasted a week and a half like she did. But we hired a new girl. Candice, or Candy as she wants to be called (I'm not calling her that, I'll get in trouble cause it makes me think of strippers and I'll end up asking her if I can see her breasts for a dollar), is a hard working, fast learning individual, whose actually pretty cute too. And she's a nerd! To bad she doesn't like 3.0v and 3.5v Dungeons and Dragons. We'd actually have enough people for a decent group if I could convince Fred and Matthew to start up a game. She starts working my shift next time I get a few days off, next Monday and Tuesday. I'm going to show up at work and point out to her everything that needs doing. Less work for me to make up for if she knows how to do things right the first time. Plus some things can't be over looked, and boy did they not tell me shit about what I had to do on the midnight shift when I started working there. Had to figure out almost everything on my own. I'll be a bit nicer then that. That, and I have nothing better to do. Besides, Taco Bell is right across the street. Mmmmmmmm, Tacos.
Back to doing Laundry~
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Thursday, August 25th, 2005
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Well, another day off wasted on stupid relaxtion and hanging out with friends. Didn't get a damn thing done except a few loads of laundry. Not really looking forward to going back to work. New girl that got hired..... Sam was more competent. She's that bad. Customers are going to start complaining about how their cashier is dumb as a bag of rocks and incapable of checking them out. I mean hell, Dorothy of all people has suddenly gotten easier to work with, can check people out faster, and isn't nearly as incompetent as she was when I started working there. But I'll survive, somehow. Always do. I got a missed phone call from the assistant manager yesterday, didn't leave a message, but I could guess what it was from the time. Someone had to cover a graveyard shift and it wasn't going to be me this time.
Debating when I'm going to sleep and where. I want to sleep at my house, which'd probably be the best thing, since I also got a few things to drop off there and I got some real food Mom bought during a huge sale at the local grocer. And me and Fred are going to finish fixing the house since I got my paycheck and all that, shouldn't take us very long. I think Fred does it mostly for the company and someone to talk to.
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Wednesday, August 24th, 2005
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So I have my house all to myself finally, after all these months. Place is a disaster area right now though. Well, not really, just kinda trashy from all the work I've had done on the place and not cleaning up after the mess thats made. Changed the locks, put in a ceiling fan, patched up several holes in the walls, replaced a broken window, and moved an airconditer. And I was passed out on the couch while my friends did this for me. Cause I was pretty damn sick. I didn't get that much sleep cause Ashley sent me a message on my phone, and my phone was sitting in my pocket over my crotch, so some really nice feeling vibrations woke me up, and I couldn't get back to dreamland after that, so I just sat and traded messages with her for a while, my friends finished up what they could do, and then I dropped them off at their house and then I don't really remember what happened. I know I eventually went to work and almost passed out at the registar because I was still sick. Then I went home, closed my eyes, and it was 12 hours later. But I felt sooooooo goooooooood after I managed to pull myself out of bed. Now I'm just picking up all the trash around my house and going to get rid of thelast of the roach infestation over the next few days. I swear Jacob and Tammy were breeding them. They leave and the population dwindles overnight, and when I do find masses of roaches, its in the things they left behind. I kicked a pile of dirty clothes they left and the little insects shot out of it like a cannon. But I gots a secret weapon, kill them all in less then a week.
I also need to buy a vacuum cleaner this thursday. And probably be a smart idea to rent a steam cleaner and do the house again, especially the ex room mates room, since it smells like rotten ass in there, and the floor is filthy beyond measure. I don't like having my socks turn black just because I walked in there to close the window on the other side of the room and walked back out.
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Friday, August 19th, 2005
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| Time: | 12:11 pm. |
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They hired a new person at work so I'm not going to be working six some odd days a week now. I get to meet the new person Monday unless I go into the store this weekend during the day. Going to have to train them on how to do my shift soon I guess, since she is being hired to work on my days off.
I'm almost posative that my deadbeat room mates are gone. I'll find out tomorrow if its actually happened when I get off work. Going to get my friends this weekend and fix up my house, then probably take them out to dinner for helping me. We'll see how it goes.
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Sunday, August 14th, 2005
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| Time: | 10:25 pm. |
| Mood: |  tired. |
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So Samantha quit the day before she was going to be fired for lying about being sick and calling in.
Tammy broke down and cleaned up my mess that I left because I knew she would after that note she left for me to clean it up.
I need a screwdriver. One of the kind without alcohol.
And I'm convinced that there is goign to have to be police intervention to get rid of the people in my house, as they don't want to seem to listen to me when I say they have no right continue to be there.
Now off to work to earn even more overtime because we're several people short of a full staff and I'm willing to earn lots of extra money covering the extra hours.
And I got the Offspring's Greatest Hits CD~
<3 Ashes
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Wednesday, August 10th, 2005
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| Time: | 10:35 pm. |
| Mood: |  annoyed. |
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I visited Fred and Matt a few days ago and borrowed a few games, one of them being particullary addicting as I've been deciding I'll stay at home and play it instead of try to get online. Yup, I like it that much. But anyway, I'mplaying it and Tammy walks up to the doorway to the living room and just... stands there. For about 5 minutes. I ignore her. Then she walks by me. I don't hear the door open so I know she's standing. Behind me. No hairs standing up on the back of my head so I know I'm not going to have to worry about being stabbed (wish I had of been though). About another 5 minutes pass and I hear her sit down on the couch behind me. I'm really starting to wonder just what the hell she's doing, since it isn't like her to even spend more then 30 seconds around me if she can help it. Then I finally found out what the hell she is doing. She opens her mouth and the words that come out are, 'Zach, do you believe in God?' Oh shit. Thats what went through my head. Cause I'm already seeing where this is going to go bad. Very bad. And I don't feel like having to listen to Tammy run her mouth about how I'm going to hell. Since she's now a Christian and not a dope whore anymore. At least she says she isn't a dope whore anymore. I don't believe her, but thats just me. And everyone else whose ever met her. But thats besides the point. I'm thinking about how I can get out of this conversation with the least amount of yelling and screaming. 'Yes I believe in God.' Because I do. Never catch me in a church though, thats for damn sure. She said something else, I don't remember it or how I responded. I do remember the next thing out of her mouth 'I'm going to pray for you.' Now that, that pissed me off. It is like hearing 'I'm going to pray for all the Hindu's because they are going to hell for being wrong, and hope they see the light'. And I said as such 'Do not pray for me.' The last thing I want is someone who doesn't give a shit about me trying to say they care about if I'm going to wind up in their hell. This gets her all huffy and she wants to know why she shouldn't pray for me. And I let her know it conflicts with my own beliefs. So here comes the next question that is just a another shitstorm waiting to be cut loose, 'So what are your beliefs?' Now I don't want to get into someone who is a Christian Fundamentalist about why I'm a Pagan. I just say I'm not going to have this discussion and turn back to my game. She storms off being pissy like normal.
Some time passes and I get ready for work, I shower, dress, come back into the living room to clean up the things I had left out earlier when I was eating and find a badly written note in what appears to be a child's scrawl 'Clean up after yourself, I'm not going to, its nasty' Ok, so much for doing that. She wants to talk to me about nasty messes with how she'll spill food onto the floor and my furniture and just throw a towel over it and pretend she didn't do it. So I just walked away. She'll break first. And I'm pretty sure she took the video cable for my X-Box just to be a spiteful bitch. Well, I'll be installing new locks tomorrow anyway. And I need to talk to dad about getting that lock for the circuit breaker. Going to start turning off the power while I'm gone, I'm sure that'll piss them off, but I'm not in a mood for dealing with them.
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Saturday, August 6th, 2005
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| Time: | 9:41 pm. |
| Mood: | aggravated. |
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So this morning I go to sit down in front of my TV and plug in my playstation to kill some time before I go to visit my landlord to pay off the rent, and I notice that, both my controllers and one of my memory cards are missing. Because I know they were there yesterday before I left to visit Fred, I go and beat on the door to Jacob's room and tell him to give me back my controllers, and I ask him just when the hell he plans to move out. End of the month he says. Well fuck that. I tell him to move out now. This of course pisses him off that I'd want to kick him out of the house for never paying rent or utilities and always taking my things. He proceeds to tell me that if I evict him I'd have to wait 30 days for it to go through (guess he never looked up that part about 'Name isn't on the lease, doesn't pay rent' doesn't get you 30 days, you get that if you're caught up on payments), so I have in my possession a renewed lease, my name only, since the old one expired a while ago. I'll tell him one more time to move out, then I'm just going to throw his shit out into the street, and take what of my things he's stolen back that I can find. Course given that he said he was going to knock me through my glass table, I can see that this isn't going to end well. Either case, he's more then welcome to throw a punch at me. Unless I'm blindsided I know I won't be in any trouble. Which reminds me, buy new locks tomorrow when I wake up. And its going to be a hassle when I have to clean out that room of the condition they left it, and get rid of all the fucking roaches they've let breed. Doable, but going to take a bit of work.
I know I won't have to much trouble getting rid of Jacob soon. Given the number of people I'm having to tell to not go over there and kick his ass and throw his things into the street right now, I'm starting to wonder if I should just let them have their wish.
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Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
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Yay for heat injuries. Almost became a casualty today. Probably would have been if not for my neighbor intervening and if I hadn't of suffered from heat stroke in Korea already. Mowing my lawn was fun. I was nasty as hell when I finished, drenched in sweat and grass clippings. Also paid off my water bill and spent what little of my paycheck was left on gatorade so I'd have something a little better tasting then city water to suck on while I tried to rehydrate myself and cool off from the heat. Also got to see Rosalie for a few minutes. Maybe one of these days I'll get a chance to actually sit and talk to her, always something coming up where one of us has to go somewhere so we don't really get an opportunity to sit and bullshit about everything.
And yay, I'm not dehydrated anymore~
What most people don't know is that the color of your urine is a good indicator of if you're body is dehydrated or not. Bright yellow means you need some water pretty bad, light yellow you're ok, could be better, clear and you're doing good. So I'm clear now~. And I bet you didn't want to know that.
Just half an hour or so until I can put whats left of my laundry out on the line, and then its off to harass my friends for a while.
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| Time: | 10:26 pm. |
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Work keeps calling me. This would make the second day in a row they'd call me in on my day off. I'm not going to answer. My phone is off, I turn it on for a few brief seconds to check and see if anyone has left me a message. Sure enough every time its from work. I don't care, my work clothes are in the wash anyway, so I'm not going to have the uniform to begin with. That and I don't care about doing favors for Samantha, since I know what this is going to be. She doesn't want to work tonight, it isn't an easy shift to have to begin with, but she knew 2 weeks in advance she was working tonight. Two weeks minimum. I'm especially not inclined to help her out with anything with how she acted yesterday when I came in early, on my day off, to relieve her, and I did so only because it was my BOSS that asked this. I'm not going to appease any request she makes of me just because she decides today she doesn't want to work her shift. I'm already going to have overtime this week because of her, and I'm not going to be able to keep that up without getting Mike in trouble for not being able to stop his employees for going over their hours. Corporate HQ is coming down hard on him for it. Shit rolls downhill, so I want to stay clean on this one. Having 10 extra hours on my timecard this week is one helluva way to catch flak on that. So.... she's up shit creek without a paddle on this one. And only person she can blame is herself for getting into the situation shes in, whatever one it is now.
And when I got up to take a drink of water, mom sat down on the computer and proceded to give me her normal bitching out session while going through all the windows I had open. I think she got pissed at me because I quit listening to her at one point was just waited quietly for her to finish. She yelled at me for not answering whatever question it was she asked. Something else I don't care about, yay.
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| Time: | 7:00 am. |
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Yesterday was my day off. Was.
I went over to Fred and Matthew's house and caught up on the times with them, played some Halo 2, met some new people, had a great time, then around 7 I get a phone call. Its my boss. Wants me to come into work. Wants me to come into work early. So I do. Samantha snaps at me, first words out of her mouth are 'Arn't you a little late?'
Well arn't we bitchy today?
I was over an hour early from when I normally get there, and I was still a few minutes early from when I was asked to come in. But I didn't care. No one had done anything since I left the store cleanign wise. Or changed out the hot dogs. The same ones I put on when I left the day before, were still standing there 16 hours later when I showed up. Mop hadn't been moved. Same with the dust mop. It was.... bad. But I got everything back into shape, even did a few things I didn't have to do. Like the rotten milk. That someone left standing. In a puddle. Great smell I tell you. I threw that mop away in the women's restroom. Since that room also stunk. It didn't smell like fish in there after that, it smelled like a fish dropped in a vat of spoiled milk. Yeah for no one taking out the trash in the restrooms too. So work sucked, but I made everything right.
I think I'm going to be playing D&D again soon. Fred's trying to get people together to start a campaign. I'm going to join in if he does, that makes for a group of 4-5 I think, it'll be nice to play again, and I get to hang out with my old friends more often. Should stop by today or tommorow and get more details about it, since they do live just down the road from my parents. I'm always in the area so its actually pretty convinient.
Now to laundry, since I have a metric fuckton of dirty clothes sheets towels and blankets to wash.
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Saturday, July 30th, 2005
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Yesterday was interesting at work. Two people came into the store that I had grown up with. Amanda Lail, she's a year older then me, we had one or two classes together in school, but she REMEBERED me, that... blew me away. I hardly recognized her, her face had finally started to show her real age and she changed her hair alot. Still kinda stunned she could remember me from school. Beautiful women taking notice of me is always suprising. Fred came into the store last night too. He's got a few years on me, but he lived in the same development as me, so I knew him and his brother Matthew pretty well. Great guys I always enjoyed hanging around. They still live down here where their parents used to live. Its kinda funny, most times, the kids move away from home, this time their parents moved to Florida and left the lot to their kids. Tomorrow I'm goign to stop by and see him and Matt, catch up on the years. It'll be nice to see old friends again.
Also had a woman abandoned on my door step three days ago. Her name was Jewel and she was... out there. Bit off in the head, but I liked her. Gave her a place to sleep and eventually got to drop her off at her brother's house. I might see her again in the coming days, who knows. She was fun to talk to at least.
I'm still rather peeved at my sister for what she did three days ago as well, still narrow my eyes when I think about it. But I'm not going to go into that. I'm just goign to smack her around when I see her again.
And my days off come early this week. Which means I work more days in a row next week. Good thing work doesn't tire me out like it used to. I've actually grown a bit of my muscle back in the past month, and my pants are starting to fall down around my ankles again. Going to be switching back to all my old pairs I wore when I was a stick if this keeps up. Still can't wear them to work though, not up to par on the dress code. Can't win them all.
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Work is getting progressively worse. New guy hasn't been hired yet, probably will be when I get back and find his name penciled into the schedule. Took his background check a while to come through, if it did. Charles, the only other employee there capable of doing the work to make the store not be a peice of shit, is quitting. Well, he tried to quit, he hasn't done it yet. I find out tomorrow if he is still working there. If he isn't, guess whose going to be pulling all the slack. Until they hire a new guy, I guess I'll be working double shifts. I just hope they fire Dorothy too for not working, refusing to work, and always coming up with lame ass excuses for why she can't do anything. Samantha wouldn't be as bad as she is if she wasn't having to work with Dorothy. I still can't stand her voice or personality, but she works well when cornered like a rat.
I also rented a little game about pirates. And I love it. Though my room mate says I'm fruity because every time he walks through the living room, I'm playing the ballroom dancing minigame. I've become rather good at it ;). But blowing up ships, towns, small helpless tribes of indians, and refugee transports with very large cannons + ballroom dancing = fun. I got to drop it back off at the movie place before I go to work tomorrow. That's going to make me sad.
Now to enjoy the rest of my day off, and most of tomorrow, becuase I don't go to work till 11 pm.
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I feel sooooooo much better today. I slept for a very long time. Took me a while to get to bed though. I gave a girl a ride to her house when I got off work. She was.... well, fucking crazy. TOok me a few hours to finally get her out of my car. But she cleaned my car for me. And she cleaned the bathrooms at work. So now I have a mostly clean car and I don't get in trouble for the bathrooms being a mess at work. The main reason I know she was crazy was mostly due to her claiming she could see parasites and bacteria without a microscope and that they were trying to get out of her thumb, causing her pain. She even tried to show them to me a few times. Got to watch her scream in pain more then once too. Guess being a crack addict does that to ya. I'm not kidding either, she kept calling them 'crack mites' and said they wanted out to get some crack. So yeah, she was nuts.
And today's also my day off~
I've got nothing planned for the moment, maybe just sit at my house all day and play video games, I havn't done that in such a long time. Probably should, I rented a game yesterday, needs to plays it, yes my precious, I needs it.
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Saturday, July 16th, 2005
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Samantha's getting Fired~
Samantha's getting Fired~
Samantha's getting Fired~
*does the happy dance*
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So I'm back. I'm an insomniac again. Which sucks, but hey, it means I got more time to spend talking to people and playing games.
I've also broken off a mesquite tree thorn about an inch deep in my heel. This makes walking annoying. Dad says soon as it festers I'll be able to get it out of there no problem. Case in point, its been 4 days almost and it still hasn't even swollen up a little bit. This means minor sugery with a knife and needle, which'll be painful because of all the raw flesh and nerves I got to pick through to get it :D
Work is good for a change, its raining and not that many people come into the store. I have to clean up more tracked in mud, but small tradeoff, but worth it. I also get free hot dogs in the store again. I eat once more! I also think I'm not going to sleep before work. This could be bad, could not be. In either case, I'm going to hope I don't pass out,and probably eat a lot of sugar, then withdraw some money and give it to my landlord tomorrow. Bills to pay and all that. Should pay off the phone bill too since my next paycheck is devoted to the lights.
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