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So working 3 jobs yo. It's fun. NOT.
I work at Mac's corner store like 4 nights a week ... then at Greenhorns when I'm not there (both are night shift work) and then at the Cottages on satruday morings.
This last two weeks I have had 3 twelve-hour days, and 11 eight-hour days and ZERO days off. BUTTTT I did get lotsa money :)
Muchos monera. For my first twelve-hour day I bought two new troll beads with it ... a dark red crystal and a grey-purple eye bead. I can stare at them while counting magazines or making chicken wings or scrubbing a toilet. Oh gods ... not fun.
And I work for most of the long weekend!!! I work Friday and Saturday, though I have asked for Sunday off. NOOOOOO workie on sunday! Nicole needs a day off. Fuck.
OTHER THAN THAT ... I told shit-head off today. He kept bothering me and I just flipped on his ass. I used to care and get sad that it came to blows like that but now I just dont. He's not worth the energy. I know I'm better than him, I know that I could take him, and I know that for all his screaming and all his yelling there is nothing he can, could, or would do. He's just so pathetic. If your stuck to the fucking floor, don't start yelling up at people because all they are going to do is tromp you. And I sleep easy at night.
AND we are now getting Ditzy? What the hell like 1 pshyco dog wasn't enough. Oh and I drove to midland for my little sisters confirmation into the catholic chuch last saturday. It was pretty cool I must say ... and by cool i of course mean creepy-as-all-fuck
... I'll go into it later for now i want to sleepppp