hahaahah damn.
Your Fortune Is
Man who walk through airport door sideways is going to Bangkok.
The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator
So, there are lots of things going down in the world of ape.
I have been officially given the new position of Queen of back-up, and start next Monday. I even get to make my own schedule (yes I MUST adhere to it, and it will be on the official schedule)because I have so much shit already planned for next week, that I have to just do it myself of poor Monty will have a heart attack. (And I love that man..)I am also going to be making pizza some days for Dylan’s team. That is fucking fun because I get to toss them, and be reliving my days in San Marcos as mamma classics. (except that I am sober and not listening to bad-ass LOUD music w/LOTS of hot young boys all around me...ahhh the good old days, smoking tweeds in the walk-in, trading for other food all over town) Dylan says he looks over at me while I am making the pies and I look happy. Now don’t get the wrong idea, if it was my full time it'd piss me off just like it used to, but it’s cool to do as a change. Plus I will miss some of my customers (and team members) and this will allow me to still see them! (Gawd now I know I am gay, since that makes me happy)
Katrina has happened and now they are really getting ppl out and trying to clean up, so we have tm's coming to our store that have been evacuated. (foot note: my friends are fine they are staying in their fucking house, and have plenty of water and food) This will make me busy at work backing up HR as she said today was very draining and would be easier if she could tag-team it with someone. I do not much care for MORE emotionally draining shit either, cus quite frankly I have been thinking a lot about the week leading up to dad dying. I guess trauma is just going to trigger these kinds of things in my head. It is kind of hard to get away from.
What can you do? I was told the other day that we are having sun-spots when we should not be (and I had called the cable company cus my shit keeps getting all jacked up, now it makes sense), and crazy biblical floods and mass fucking idiotic chaos. I am not one to believe in all that kind of shit, BUT if locusts start to swarm, or some OTHER kind of bug life, I will be on the bus to cookoo land. Seriously.
I still have not gotten very far on the metro art show, but Amanda has done a lot of foot work and hopefully the other stores (even w/all the Katrina stuff we are doing)have hung the signage and there is interest being drummed up, then all of it will fall into place, as I am also our store contact for all of the Katrina stuff that is going on in our store and to our company.
This time right fucking now, couldn’t be a busier time.
That’s my update.
Man who walk through airport door sideways is going to Bangkok.
The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator
So, there are lots of things going down in the world of ape.
I have been officially given the new position of Queen of back-up, and start next Monday. I even get to make my own schedule (yes I MUST adhere to it, and it will be on the official schedule)because I have so much shit already planned for next week, that I have to just do it myself of poor Monty will have a heart attack. (And I love that man..)I am also going to be making pizza some days for Dylan’s team. That is fucking fun because I get to toss them, and be reliving my days in San Marcos as mamma classics. (except that I am sober and not listening to bad-ass LOUD music w/LOTS of hot young boys all around me...ahhh the good old days, smoking tweeds in the walk-in, trading for other food all over town) Dylan says he looks over at me while I am making the pies and I look happy. Now don’t get the wrong idea, if it was my full time it'd piss me off just like it used to, but it’s cool to do as a change. Plus I will miss some of my customers (and team members) and this will allow me to still see them! (Gawd now I know I am gay, since that makes me happy)
Katrina has happened and now they are really getting ppl out and trying to clean up, so we have tm's coming to our store that have been evacuated. (foot note: my friends are fine they are staying in their fucking house, and have plenty of water and food) This will make me busy at work backing up HR as she said today was very draining and would be easier if she could tag-team it with someone. I do not much care for MORE emotionally draining shit either, cus quite frankly I have been thinking a lot about the week leading up to dad dying. I guess trauma is just going to trigger these kinds of things in my head. It is kind of hard to get away from.
What can you do? I was told the other day that we are having sun-spots when we should not be (and I had called the cable company cus my shit keeps getting all jacked up, now it makes sense), and crazy biblical floods and mass fucking idiotic chaos. I am not one to believe in all that kind of shit, BUT if locusts start to swarm, or some OTHER kind of bug life, I will be on the bus to cookoo land. Seriously.
I still have not gotten very far on the metro art show, but Amanda has done a lot of foot work and hopefully the other stores (even w/all the Katrina stuff we are doing)have hung the signage and there is interest being drummed up, then all of it will fall into place, as I am also our store contact for all of the Katrina stuff that is going on in our store and to our company.
This time right fucking now, couldn’t be a busier time.
That’s my update.