Nov 27, 2005 12:01
Thanksgiving was awesome. I went to Atlanta to visit my brother and his wife. We went to a beer and burn wednesday night before thanksgiving. It was great. Sit around the fire, and drink beer... and eat pizza. First time I've ever been drunk around my brother. I had a great time. The farm there was gorgeous. They took me for a ride in Chipper Jones' (plays for the Falcons) old truck. The guy owns it... paid about 70 grand for it. It's a ford, and raised about 4 ft off the ground. I didn't realize how big it was until we pulled up next to an explorer and it looked like a compact car. Then the son took me for a ride on the 4-wheeler a couple times. Craziness when you're drunk and going through a river on that thing. Scared the shit out of me... going 45 on that thing and then slowing down dramatically and hitting water... at night... drunk. He wasn't drunk... he hadn't been drinking even. Just me. The best thing about the farm is that you don't usually find a farm in the middle of Atlanta. Voila.
Josh comes back today. I know, not much has been said about him. He took me out to a movie and to dinner about two weeks ago. He works with me. Hasn't worked there long. Then Tuesday he took me out to lunch before we both left for thanksgiving. So we're seeing each other... don't know if that makes us official yet or not though.
I don't have to work today. I think this is the first sunday I've had off since I started working there almost 6 months ago. And this is the first day I've had off with no class and no work and no marching band in probably 2 or 3 months. Literally.
So plans for today... sit on my ass... go to walmart... do laundry... go to work and get some lunch or something and see Josh and maybe take a nap.
This is to.... well, you know who you are. One day you'll learn that actions speak louder than words. And you can't just text message me and expect me to understand. The expectations and not showing me is what made me give up in the first place. And this is not to Josh by any means.
George and Ted have been demoted. No longer managers. Woo. I'm happy. Nobody thinks George will even come back. He was gone to Florida for a week and I haven't seen him since. So we'll find out.
Grandma isn't well. She's giving up. She has leukemia and pneumonia (sp?). She's refused all cancer treatment. Mom and Don are staying over there with her almost permanently.
I got a .25 raise at work last week. And I worked about 80 hours the last two weeks... on my last check... but taxes ganked a lot of it. Bummer.
Ok. So some movie is on and I don't know what it is. But I'm going to watch it and do laundry.
Salut