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I'm SO tired right now. And hyper. How the hell does that work? Hmm... I suppose swearing wasn't necessary for that... but fuck it. I feel like a sailor.
I worked today. As an InStore. I didn't like it. Note to self: stick to being a driver. Far less shit to deal with, AND I get tips. I like tips. And I don't like hearing people get unhappy over the phone when I say it'll be about an hour. Hey, it's not my fault you called during the 9:00 rush when we have a grand total of two drivers. Is it weird that we have a lunch rush, a dinner rush and a drunken druggie rush? That last one is usually between 9:30 and 10:30. I helped make pizzas today. Loni wanted me to sauce a pizza, so I did. While I was doing it, she and Mike just sat there staring at me the whole time. It was creepy. But then Mike started going off about how good of a job I did. And he meant it. If I had a bad job, he would've given me a bunch of shit about it. Mike's cool. Probably because he thinks I'm a really good worker, so I'm on his really good side. Yay! I delivered a pizza last night. As I pulled into the driver, I realized that I was pulling in behind a Domino's or Pizza Hut driver. It was sort of awkward. The guys playing football in the front yard starting freaking out because it was so funny. Turns out, both of us drivers were at the right house. The daughter ordered from the other company, and the son ordered from us. I'm glad the son ordered from us. He was sorta cute.
I'm way too sex-driven right now for my own good. Hopefully I can fix that. With the aid of someone else, of course. ANYWAY.
I went a bonfire tonight. It was awesome. I saw Emily Christiansen, which made me really ultra uber happy. I haven't seen her since Winter Break, and I was missing her hardcore. She looks amazing (as always). I like her hair straight. It was good when it was curly, too, but I like that she can change it and still look amazing. Emily Christ rocks my socks. I also saw Sophie, who I also haven't seen since winter break. It was really nice seeing her, too. She rocks, as well. Other people I saw tonight (who I haven't seen for a long time): Graham, Kerry, Eve, Vaish, Furry, Milo, K-Wood, Lara... That's all I can think of offhand. Sorry to anyone I missed.
Now I'm at home. I'm looking forward to getting out a bunch this week. I work days, and nights are mostly free. My mom is going to Manchester (yes, England) in 10.5 hours, so I don't have her restricting me. My dad sort of tries sometimes, but doesn't do nearly as good of a job. Speaking of jobs (again) I like having money. Regular pay plus tips is nice. Ok, I'm done with that. I heard an ad for Kip's Pub on the radio. I thought it was sort of cool. Right, Kristi? Right? eh? Ok, I'll stop.
Happy birthday to the following people, most of whom don't read this: H-dids, G-dods, and T-Henns.
GOODNIGHT, NEW YORK! I mean... Minnetonka. Same diff.
Edit: Another random thought. I was thinking earlier tonight about how amazing my complexion is, considering I worked in an enclosed space with deep friers for two years. Then moved on to Papa John's, also sort of a greasy place to be. Just imagine how great it could've been had I not done that. Ok, I'm done being conceited. BYE!
I worked today. As an InStore. I didn't like it. Note to self: stick to being a driver. Far less shit to deal with, AND I get tips. I like tips. And I don't like hearing people get unhappy over the phone when I say it'll be about an hour. Hey, it's not my fault you called during the 9:00 rush when we have a grand total of two drivers. Is it weird that we have a lunch rush, a dinner rush and a drunken druggie rush? That last one is usually between 9:30 and 10:30. I helped make pizzas today. Loni wanted me to sauce a pizza, so I did. While I was doing it, she and Mike just sat there staring at me the whole time. It was creepy. But then Mike started going off about how good of a job I did. And he meant it. If I had a bad job, he would've given me a bunch of shit about it. Mike's cool. Probably because he thinks I'm a really good worker, so I'm on his really good side. Yay! I delivered a pizza last night. As I pulled into the driver, I realized that I was pulling in behind a Domino's or Pizza Hut driver. It was sort of awkward. The guys playing football in the front yard starting freaking out because it was so funny. Turns out, both of us drivers were at the right house. The daughter ordered from the other company, and the son ordered from us. I'm glad the son ordered from us. He was sorta cute.
I'm way too sex-driven right now for my own good. Hopefully I can fix that. With the aid of someone else, of course. ANYWAY.
I went a bonfire tonight. It was awesome. I saw Emily Christiansen, which made me really ultra uber happy. I haven't seen her since Winter Break, and I was missing her hardcore. She looks amazing (as always). I like her hair straight. It was good when it was curly, too, but I like that she can change it and still look amazing. Emily Christ rocks my socks. I also saw Sophie, who I also haven't seen since winter break. It was really nice seeing her, too. She rocks, as well. Other people I saw tonight (who I haven't seen for a long time): Graham, Kerry, Eve, Vaish, Furry, Milo, K-Wood, Lara... That's all I can think of offhand. Sorry to anyone I missed.
Now I'm at home. I'm looking forward to getting out a bunch this week. I work days, and nights are mostly free. My mom is going to Manchester (yes, England) in 10.5 hours, so I don't have her restricting me. My dad sort of tries sometimes, but doesn't do nearly as good of a job. Speaking of jobs (again) I like having money. Regular pay plus tips is nice. Ok, I'm done with that. I heard an ad for Kip's Pub on the radio. I thought it was sort of cool. Right, Kristi? Right? eh? Ok, I'll stop.
Happy birthday to the following people, most of whom don't read this: H-dids, G-dods, and T-Henns.
GOODNIGHT, NEW YORK! I mean... Minnetonka. Same diff.
Edit: Another random thought. I was thinking earlier tonight about how amazing my complexion is, considering I worked in an enclosed space with deep friers for two years. Then moved on to Papa John's, also sort of a greasy place to be. Just imagine how great it could've been had I not done that. Ok, I'm done being conceited. BYE!