And I guess that's why they call it the blues
It's been a hell of a week....I've been too busy to update...and I really should be sleeping now but I don't want to let this past week go by un-noted...so let's see what I can remember.
Sunday- Had a server meeting at 9 am...don't remember why I didn't sleep saturday night, just remember that I didn't. So the meeting lasted like 2 hours and then I had to stay because I was opening that day. It was pretty much a bullshit day at work..I was on till about 3 and made nine whole dollars...yeah basically that whole weekend sucked financially due to memorial day/the pleasant weather. I spent the entirety of my time at work not being able to stop laughing because I was retarded tired and Brian and Kelsey were substantially hysterical...ha ha at toast.
Monday- Closed monday night..made like 50 bucks....we were so unbusy it's not even funny..Monica, Nicole and I spent all of our time in the back smoking and stalking Monica's man on myspace on Nicole's phone. Had a shit ass table that were just fucking beyond obnoxious...they kept switching tables and the one bitch left her wallet just sitting on top of the one they started at and I kept telling her to take it and she kept saying, "No, it's fine there." So, of course, it gets stolen, they get pissed at me and Jen who was bartending, calling us "pretentious bitches" because I rolled my eyes at them when they were acting up at 2:30 when we were trying to get everybody to leave and because Jen wouldn't serve them after 2. The bitch is like "I'm not leaving till I get my wallet." And Monica was like "Well, then you can "not leave" from outside" and tossed them out anyways....she did find her wallet...it was in the sink in the men's bathroom, emptied of cash and credit cards. I don't feel bad for her though...they were shit heads and their tabs totalled over 200 and I got maybe 15, 20 bucks from them in total...so they can suck my butt....honestly...I don't care how empty a bar is, you don't leave that shit un-guarded like that....that's just common sense. They were still sitting outside when Jen, Nicole, Monica and I all left at 3 am....
Tuesday- Twas my day off...I'm pretty sure I slept all day until like 5...and then I just hung out around the house for the most part. Around midnight 30, Craig calls me....I was in the middle of some intensely scary detective game and the phone freaked me out. I didn't even have his number programmed into my phone anymore, but I recognized it. We talked for a bit, and he proclaimed that he missed me and was sorry for being such a shit head during the whole tattoo/bar night fiasco. He said that he went to the pub earlier that day and knew I wasn't working and wondered if I wanted to come and drink/watch videos. So I went over there and we had a good night. I drank cheap champagne for old time's sake, and we played Nintendo, watched Wimbledon and Doom and spent a lot of time talking, looking at old pictures of him and his family, and just goofing off. It was funny though, as I went to meijers to buy my alcohol, I ran into Nicole and she was all like "Where are you going" and, wanting to keep my private life private, I made up some excuse..and she was all like "Well, if it gets lame, call me and come over to my place." It didn't get lame.
Wednesday- Craig and I got up like mid afternoon, and we went to the bank, where we ran into Brian...God...I know everybody everywhere lately. Then he had to work so I went home to get some real sleep. And I did...a lot of it..until about quarter to 5 am when Craig called and woke me up from the lovely dream I was having about my food network boyfriend, Alton Brown. He wanted me to come over and finish the champagne with him that I'd left there from the previous night..so I did.
Thursday-Went to Craig's early morning as I said...we drank the champagne and watched some stupid Sylvestor Stallone movie and Craig had the hiccups for like HOURS, then Craig he asleep on my lap. I knew he was tired, so I let him sleep on me for the next like three hours while I watched tv. Then I had to wake him up because I was sore and had to pee so we went into the bedroom and fell asleep together until like 3 when I had to force myself *Completely against my will* to get up to go home to get ready to be to work by 4. I called him when I got out cuz he'd asked me to and went over there. We decided to get something to eat and, not having a menu on me, called my brother (who works there) to ask what was good/cheap at Papa John's...my brother just said "Tell me whatever you want and I'll call it in and you can just go pick it up for free." So we had awesome pizza, cheesy garlic breadsticks, and cherry coke all for free. Love you Dan. We watched Letterman and Conan while we ate...and oh, the funniest shit on Letterman....actually, Craig and I are the only one's who find it funny...as everyone I told about it feigned laughter. His top ten list was: Ten things to ask yourself before having sex at Mcdonalds...and the funny one was, "Am I going to get the McClap?" ha ha ha ha ha....ha ha ha ha....I'm still laughing about that. Ended up heading home fairly early....at about 3 am cuz I was so tired/had to do laundry and some house things....6 hours...that's the shortest time I've ever spent at his house...nice. Ended up not being able to fall asleep and watching Marlon Brando in all of his supreme hotness in The Wild Ones and getting like 2 hours of sleep before I had to be to work early friday to open.
Friday-worked from like, 11 am till 7...and made a shit-load of dough. Took home over a hundred which is a really nice pile for an 8 hour day shift. Had dinner at the pub and talked to my mom. There's a lot of drama going on in my extended family right now...really bad shit (like seriously bad, not like petty quarrels) and my mom is right in the middle of it. After I talked to her, paid my tab and grabbed my paychecks I headed home, expecting to just take it easy and relax. Upon getting home and talking to Dave however, decided I felt social so he and I decided to go bowling. FINALLY! And it was everything it should be. We met at Airway at like 10:30 and played a few games of skee-ball in which I reigned victorious. They had a deal going on where for 10 bucks a person you could bowl for an hour and a half, including shoes. So we did that and got in like 4 or 5 games. Dave whomped my ass...he should seriously be like a pro bowler or something. Like, I'm happy if I break a hundred...Dave was getting like, 186, 192 and shit like that....insanity. We shared a pitcher of bud light and had an amazing time...Dave and I just have so much fun together. He thought it was adorable the way I was all into it, jumping up and down about skee-ball and whenever I got a strike....and he thinks I'm funny and he makes me laugh my ass off...it's nice to just have a good time with someone without the pretense or drama of a relationship/sex/situation. My high score of the night was like 120...so that was pleasing...and at least I improved a little with every game...my lowest score was like 93..not too shabby. Craig called at like 11:30 and was incredulous that I was bowling without him.....he also was acting v. jealous/suspicious about Dave...and was upset that I was unavailable to come "be next to him". I offered to go over there later on after Dave and I were done hanging but he said he was going to go to bed soon because his kids were coming over at 4:30 am. So Dave and I got done bowling a bit after 12 and were sitting there finishing our pitcher and sharing stories when I happened to glance at my phone to check the time and noticed I had two missed calls. I'd never even heard it ring. They were Craig again. So I called him back and told him I'd never even heard the phone ring and he replied snidely "Maybe that's because you're having so much fun with Dave..." So I was like "Yeah, probably." Ha ha....anyways, he basically begged me to come over saying he couldn't fall asleep without me next to him and I felt bad...so I told him I'd suss it out with Dave and call him back. Dave said it was cool...and I hope he meant it...I feel bad about it but he understood...so we made hesitant plans for the following night, and definite plans to do something awesome later in the week. So I got to Craig's at like 1:30 and he grilled me about my night out and asked me what he wanted me to tell his kids about who I was when they showed up...which surprised me. Craig is really protective of his babies, and although I'd met them once at the restaurant...I was hesitant about them finding me in "Daddy's" house on their weekend...but I agreed to stay. So we went to bed. It was weird....like....the whole mood/impression that I got from that night was that we were together...like I can't explain it but it felt almost like we had been together forever and it was just another weekend with his kids coming over. Like...something had shifted...when I had first got there the first thing he said was "Did you have a fun night out?"....it was almost like...I was coming home instead of going to someone else's. And he was being really romantic/snuggly in bed...like the way we laid was different, the way we touched was different..the whole scene was different. When his alarm went off at 4:30, it scared the piss out of me...somehow (Heaven only knows) he slept through it so I woke him up and like 3 seconds later there was a knock at the door. So I sat there not knowing what to do while he answered it, and put his kid's to bed in their room. I expected him to ask me to leave but he didn't...he just came back to bed and said "I hope they sleep for awhile so we can sleep some more." Then he rubbed my back and I rubbed his tummy as we laid there for awhile in the dark. At around 6, his kid's were getting restless and getting out of bed so he decided to get up and stay up with them and I made my excuses and left...I didn't want to infringe on family time. So he hugged me goodbye and I headed home.
Today (Saturday)-Went in to work at 4 and it was slow has hell....at 7 Monica called Hannah, Kelsey and me over and said she was cutting us, with no sidework, but we had to hang out or leave and be back at 9 pm to take the Mayhem (the pub's female football team) party. So Hanna and I decided to stay and just hang out so us, Erica, the other Michelle, Monica and Casara had a little girl time and had dinner and brownies and a lot of fun conversation. Mayhem came in at about 9:30/10 o'clock and was there FOREVER.....the night was crazy busy and everyone was busting ass to get shit done. We managed somehow and without getting too into all the details, had a good time and I ended up finally getting out at like 2 am.
I didn't comment on a lot of the intricate details that I would have liked to...but my heart's just not in it...not that I'm sad or anything....I'm actually in a really decent/relaxed mood...I just don't feel like writing a novel right now. Anyways, groomer has it is on which is my late night guilty pleasure so I'm going to reheat some chicken and watch it....later darlings.