Exhausted....
well well well....
as you can see i didnt update last night, i was just too fucking tired....and im just as tired now..
anyways, the second day of my 12 hr shifts at work is over. i actually only worked 11.5 hrs, no wait, 11 if you count a half hour break for lunch. i talked my boss into letting me leave at 6:30. well for one it was pay day and i wanted to be off in time to make it to the bank so i could cash my check. the bank closes at 7. i park my car and go up to the bank doors, LOCKED!!! *SLAPS FOREHEAD* DUHHHHH, the inside is closed but the drive thru is open. i'm not used to going in the drive thru cause my car has a bad oil leak that only drips when the engine is warm/hot and the car sits still, but not when the car is going down the road. Damn rear oil seals where the back of the engine goes into the transmission. Anyways, i cash my check and head for my local High-Up convenient store. Inside i immediately head for the beer coolers. i grab a 12 pack, then im like "FUCK" i gotta work early in the morning. I put that back and grab a 6 pack instead. Also i scooped up the august issue of high times, a money order for my car payment(i cant believe i still have to pay for this piece of shit), and then i cracked under the pressure of a hard week. Feeling much better from the cold that previously tormented me i told the store clerk "a box of Newports". And OH BOY did it taste good when i fired up that first cigarette since last sunday morning. I feel so much more at peace with myself, yet kinda guilty that i let down those who were happy for my recent lack of smoking cigarettes. I hear when you start back smoking after quitting for a brief period that you begin to chain smoke like crazy, kinda like your body wants you to make up the nicotine it was used to having, before you began to deprive yourself of it. Make sense? Hopefully that wont happen to me, hopefully i can at least not smoke as much as before. And possibly i still might not buy another pack after this one.
Did i mention how great this beer tastes right now. Nothing relaxes me after a really hard days work like a beer, a bowl of weed, and a newport. Im so tired and worn out i could actually go to bed right now at 9 pm on a Friday night. After all i do have to be at work again in another 10 hrs, which means i have to get up in 9 hrs. But tomorrow wont be so bad at work i guess. I told my boss i could only work till 2 pm when he asked me. He also asked me to work Sunday but i immediately said no. I worked weekends for 2.25 years at an old job and i dont wanna do it anymore, only reason im working tomorrow is because i wanna make up the hours im missing for taking off july 7th; and my company doesnt pay for holidays off, so the 12 hour days of today and yesterday will make up for that considering we get paid every two weeks. i kinda feel bad for the hispanics and vietnamese that are gonna work 12 hr days tomorrow and sunday. Altho they love to work for some reason, i guess its cause my boss only pays them 6 to 7 dollars an hour. i make much more an hour than some who have been there for a few years. But they are very hard workers for the most part and i respect them for that i guess. Not to mention they are hilarious, well the ones that know more than ten words of english. Theres only about 2 of them that dont really know english well. Its just the accent in which they speak english thats hard to understand sometimes.
Anyways, in all my exhaustion and tiredness, i dont really know where to continue this entry, so ill end it with another of my famous quotes:
"A fat woman walked into the shoe store today...." - Al Bundy
p.s. Al Bundy is my hero...
as you can see i didnt update last night, i was just too fucking tired....and im just as tired now..
anyways, the second day of my 12 hr shifts at work is over. i actually only worked 11.5 hrs, no wait, 11 if you count a half hour break for lunch. i talked my boss into letting me leave at 6:30. well for one it was pay day and i wanted to be off in time to make it to the bank so i could cash my check. the bank closes at 7. i park my car and go up to the bank doors, LOCKED!!! *SLAPS FOREHEAD* DUHHHHH, the inside is closed but the drive thru is open. i'm not used to going in the drive thru cause my car has a bad oil leak that only drips when the engine is warm/hot and the car sits still, but not when the car is going down the road. Damn rear oil seals where the back of the engine goes into the transmission. Anyways, i cash my check and head for my local High-Up convenient store. Inside i immediately head for the beer coolers. i grab a 12 pack, then im like "FUCK" i gotta work early in the morning. I put that back and grab a 6 pack instead. Also i scooped up the august issue of high times, a money order for my car payment(i cant believe i still have to pay for this piece of shit), and then i cracked under the pressure of a hard week. Feeling much better from the cold that previously tormented me i told the store clerk "a box of Newports". And OH BOY did it taste good when i fired up that first cigarette since last sunday morning. I feel so much more at peace with myself, yet kinda guilty that i let down those who were happy for my recent lack of smoking cigarettes. I hear when you start back smoking after quitting for a brief period that you begin to chain smoke like crazy, kinda like your body wants you to make up the nicotine it was used to having, before you began to deprive yourself of it. Make sense? Hopefully that wont happen to me, hopefully i can at least not smoke as much as before. And possibly i still might not buy another pack after this one.
Did i mention how great this beer tastes right now. Nothing relaxes me after a really hard days work like a beer, a bowl of weed, and a newport. Im so tired and worn out i could actually go to bed right now at 9 pm on a Friday night. After all i do have to be at work again in another 10 hrs, which means i have to get up in 9 hrs. But tomorrow wont be so bad at work i guess. I told my boss i could only work till 2 pm when he asked me. He also asked me to work Sunday but i immediately said no. I worked weekends for 2.25 years at an old job and i dont wanna do it anymore, only reason im working tomorrow is because i wanna make up the hours im missing for taking off july 7th; and my company doesnt pay for holidays off, so the 12 hour days of today and yesterday will make up for that considering we get paid every two weeks. i kinda feel bad for the hispanics and vietnamese that are gonna work 12 hr days tomorrow and sunday. Altho they love to work for some reason, i guess its cause my boss only pays them 6 to 7 dollars an hour. i make much more an hour than some who have been there for a few years. But they are very hard workers for the most part and i respect them for that i guess. Not to mention they are hilarious, well the ones that know more than ten words of english. Theres only about 2 of them that dont really know english well. Its just the accent in which they speak english thats hard to understand sometimes.
Anyways, in all my exhaustion and tiredness, i dont really know where to continue this entry, so ill end it with another of my famous quotes:
"A fat woman walked into the shoe store today...." - Al Bundy
p.s. Al Bundy is my hero...