Meh.
Have I really been slacking that bad? Hmm. Oh well...don't really care right now. =)
I've been in a crappy mood all day...cuz I really didn't do anything. Went to the new chinese buffet with Hilfigs, found out they have Squid Salad with real baby squids in it, completely intact except for the fact that their heads are chopped off. The rest of their body - grey skin and all, 8 tentacles with suction cups still on them - is still there. I picked one up and put it on her placemat to find when she came back.
And yeah. Then I sat around. All day. And it SUCKED. Greg had work to do for the band, so...I waited around for him. Then I sent him to the bar. And ordered 2 pizzas cuz he was gonna try to get Marty & Theresa to come over...but they had other plans - so I wasted $10 on a second pizza for nothing. Awesome. Like I have money to throw away. Damn crummy paychecks.
So Greg came back, and Ed came over...we watched American History X, I got bored and rolled over on the couch till it was done. I've spent half the day crying over God-knows-what. It's just really shitty that I spent my fucking Saturday off doing absolutely fucking nothing. And I have to work 3 to close tomorrow, which means anywhere between 10 and midnight. Isn't that awesome.
Then I pulled my stupid shoulder out again MOVING A PILLOW. I don't even remember the horse's name that injured it and it's STILL BOTHERING ME. I'm beginning to think it always will. Whatever. I'm in such a bad mood.
I could really use a drink.
I've been in a crappy mood all day...cuz I really didn't do anything. Went to the new chinese buffet with Hilfigs, found out they have Squid Salad with real baby squids in it, completely intact except for the fact that their heads are chopped off. The rest of their body - grey skin and all, 8 tentacles with suction cups still on them - is still there. I picked one up and put it on her placemat to find when she came back.
And yeah. Then I sat around. All day. And it SUCKED. Greg had work to do for the band, so...I waited around for him. Then I sent him to the bar. And ordered 2 pizzas cuz he was gonna try to get Marty & Theresa to come over...but they had other plans - so I wasted $10 on a second pizza for nothing. Awesome. Like I have money to throw away. Damn crummy paychecks.
So Greg came back, and Ed came over...we watched American History X, I got bored and rolled over on the couch till it was done. I've spent half the day crying over God-knows-what. It's just really shitty that I spent my fucking Saturday off doing absolutely fucking nothing. And I have to work 3 to close tomorrow, which means anywhere between 10 and midnight. Isn't that awesome.
Then I pulled my stupid shoulder out again MOVING A PILLOW. I don't even remember the horse's name that injured it and it's STILL BOTHERING ME. I'm beginning to think it always will. Whatever. I'm in such a bad mood.
I could really use a drink.