Sep 26, 2008 16:04
So I'm sick of work. Sick of it. I'm yet to take a sick day, which is strange, because I like to take them, but because I work nights, it just doesn't seem possible. Everyone else takes them though, in the two and a bit months I've been there, at least twice a week someone is sick and its usually someone on my shift.
I have some fried rice.
So we won the grandfinal and I still felt like necking myself. I still do. Not as much, but still don't see the point. I won a thousand dollars last night. Do you think it would be possible to turn it into more? I don't know. I would like to try. A couple of thousand dollars would put my mind at a bit more ease. The debt of life. I see that sign, 'The Best Things In Life Are Free' and it makes me think. Nothing in life is free. You have to work for everything. You don't breathe for free.
Fucking keno.
I had a job interview today. Working for a bookmaker, telephone bet taking. I don't know if I'll be cut out for it.
Meeting girls is easy.
Haha. I might go get drunk now.