Two Days Worth Of Happiness, Misery, Grief, Anger, & Disappointment.
Where to start? How about Sunday?
Church in the morning. Then we needed to drop one of the vans off at the workshop. As I was backing out of the parking lot, I hit something. Turns out to be a car. Even though I hit it at like 15 mph, no damage at all.
***I started this entry around 130am. It's now 446am. All because of a computer game.***
Okay, dropped the van off at Bolles. Then back home for a bit. Went to Worthington Pond to see if they needed help. Which they didn't. Had about three cheeseburgers and took a hayride around the property. Oh yeah, Cory and I took the driver's side door off Jordan's jeep, and Cory also kidnapped his radio attachment. I'm not sure if he ever got it back.
Home in time to get ready for work. Got to work barely on time. Found out that the place was really busy, since the store didn't open to like 1pm because of a freak power loss. We were also having a big sale, meaning lots of people were there. The one person working in Men's told me as she went off, she had no time to do anything and the place was a mess. It took me most of my shift to recover, and that wasn't when I was busy at register. But I got my first solicited credit application! (I get $1 for each one!) Like five minutes before close, the managers were trying to get the carriages in, but there were some drunken people outside by Chicago Sams, so they sent me out. I left like 15 minutes early, I wasn't supposed to, but no one yelled at me. Came home to watch the Yanks pull off a miracle.
MONDAY ----------------->
Slept until like 230pm. Yes. 230pm. Got up, showered and ate food. Then went to work again. Place was just as busy. I got two more credit apps, saw someone buy like 150 items, made a woman happy, watched a woman in a motor chair crash into a Snoopy display, handled a $100 bill (it's a rarity for me), and saw Matt Oakley and his mom, the Sepes, and Mrs. Rudolf. Got off a bit late because I was still on register. Went to the mall to pick up Dani and her friend, went to EB Games to pick up a game. That game wasn't even out yet, so I paid off the pre order. Saw a family friend and his fiancée. At home I watched the Yanks die a slow death, and confirmed with Tim that the bet's off, being both our favorite teams lost.
Okay, now we're caught up. Now for some other trivial bits of information:
I said I post this again Drew, and I going through with it. With nothing bleeped or cut.
A comment from a previous entry:
"mahacek can kiss my ass. when i auditioned for jazz choir in 8th grade (before i knew i was going to stoneleigh about a week later), she cut me because "you can't dance." so being the little asshole i was back then, i backtalked her and questioned her: "then why do you call it a jazz choir instead of a jazz dance and singing group?" and she couldn't reply. so much to say for amazing singers. i'll never forgive her for doing that.
now i'm standing here four years later, and i've been recommended to some of the best music programs/schools in the country (hartt, berklee, bu, etc), BITCH!
but yea, i'm really meaning to say that they didn't deserve to be cut from the pops." - D. E. Aslin.
lol. I love that girl. And Sean can fracking stuff a squirell up his cornhole. You can quote me on that.
EJ is still in a coma at Baystate. I'm gonna ask my Dad if he can keep me updated. Our prayers are with you EJ!
Okay, touched upon all the subjects I needed too. On tap for today, doctor's appointment in a couple hours. Then home boys soccer game versus undefeated Granby at 3:45pm. Show up or I'll get mad.
Finally time to go to sleep.
Remember the 2005 New York Yankees
...Nick
Church in the morning. Then we needed to drop one of the vans off at the workshop. As I was backing out of the parking lot, I hit something. Turns out to be a car. Even though I hit it at like 15 mph, no damage at all.
***I started this entry around 130am. It's now 446am. All because of a computer game.***
Okay, dropped the van off at Bolles. Then back home for a bit. Went to Worthington Pond to see if they needed help. Which they didn't. Had about three cheeseburgers and took a hayride around the property. Oh yeah, Cory and I took the driver's side door off Jordan's jeep, and Cory also kidnapped his radio attachment. I'm not sure if he ever got it back.
Home in time to get ready for work. Got to work barely on time. Found out that the place was really busy, since the store didn't open to like 1pm because of a freak power loss. We were also having a big sale, meaning lots of people were there. The one person working in Men's told me as she went off, she had no time to do anything and the place was a mess. It took me most of my shift to recover, and that wasn't when I was busy at register. But I got my first solicited credit application! (I get $1 for each one!) Like five minutes before close, the managers were trying to get the carriages in, but there were some drunken people outside by Chicago Sams, so they sent me out. I left like 15 minutes early, I wasn't supposed to, but no one yelled at me. Came home to watch the Yanks pull off a miracle.
MONDAY ----------------->
Slept until like 230pm. Yes. 230pm. Got up, showered and ate food. Then went to work again. Place was just as busy. I got two more credit apps, saw someone buy like 150 items, made a woman happy, watched a woman in a motor chair crash into a Snoopy display, handled a $100 bill (it's a rarity for me), and saw Matt Oakley and his mom, the Sepes, and Mrs. Rudolf. Got off a bit late because I was still on register. Went to the mall to pick up Dani and her friend, went to EB Games to pick up a game. That game wasn't even out yet, so I paid off the pre order. Saw a family friend and his fiancée. At home I watched the Yanks die a slow death, and confirmed with Tim that the bet's off, being both our favorite teams lost.
Okay, now we're caught up. Now for some other trivial bits of information:
I said I post this again Drew, and I going through with it. With nothing bleeped or cut.
A comment from a previous entry:
"mahacek can kiss my ass. when i auditioned for jazz choir in 8th grade (before i knew i was going to stoneleigh about a week later), she cut me because "you can't dance." so being the little asshole i was back then, i backtalked her and questioned her: "then why do you call it a jazz choir instead of a jazz dance and singing group?" and she couldn't reply. so much to say for amazing singers. i'll never forgive her for doing that.
now i'm standing here four years later, and i've been recommended to some of the best music programs/schools in the country (hartt, berklee, bu, etc), BITCH!
but yea, i'm really meaning to say that they didn't deserve to be cut from the pops." - D. E. Aslin.
lol. I love that girl. And Sean can fracking stuff a squirell up his cornhole. You can quote me on that.
EJ is still in a coma at Baystate. I'm gonna ask my Dad if he can keep me updated. Our prayers are with you EJ!
Okay, touched upon all the subjects I needed too. On tap for today, doctor's appointment in a couple hours. Then home boys soccer game versus undefeated Granby at 3:45pm. Show up or I'll get mad.
Finally time to go to sleep.
Remember the 2005 New York Yankees
...Nick