Day To Day Shit
Getting pretty sick of this whole LJ crap. I notice that when other people post, they get like 1000 comments to everything they say, even if it's just "god, I just took a nice healthy shit". Boom, comments out the ass (no pun intended). I'm lucky to get like... 1 reply for every 5 entries I do.... so I'm thinking, maybe I'm just boring to the people already on my list.... so I go around and try to find new people to talk to.... and they all totally ignored me when I replied to their shit, wouldn't add me to their list.... and I'm like, what the fuck.... am I just THAT shitty of a person that I can't have online friends!?!?!
Ugh.
Been sick today, worked through it. I have no friggin clue as to what it is.... went to work at 9, and around 11, I started feeling really nauseous. Around 11:30, I was ringing up this old grandma's order, and when I was done, I told her her total.... she started counting out fucking dimes and nickels, and I felt my stomach turn.... that was it. I just left her standing there and ran back to the bathroom and puked.... and puked.... and puked some more. I came back to the front, and Linda was finishing the lady's order... I made up some excuse about having to go get some bags, but couldn't find them... heh.
I saw the entry earlier by colorblind, with the Tori Amos test thingie.... it reminded me of some parody I heard a while back, about her being glad she was raped because it transformed her into an ultra-spooky chick who is idolized by millions and making millions.... funny shit. No offense to any Tori fans; I enjoy some of her music myself. But that was funny.
Stormy's visitation was today. I usually don't mention this, because she's always a mommy's girl and wants nothing to do with me, and it's kinda depressing. But she was total daddy's girl today.... I brought her some chicken nuggets from McDonalds, and when I got there, I sat down and said "look what daddy's got!" and she was crawling her lil ass off to get to me and chow. heh. Then Mike cooked up some french fries and fishsticks, and I got some of those on a plate for her, and she made a MESS out of them. She hates fishsticks though, just like moi. Then, she started pulling my mom's magnets off the fridge, and brought them to me, one by one. She would hand them up to me, then run back, get another, bring it to me, run back, etc etc... she brought me 4 of them, it was uber-kewl. Then I started feeling queasy again, and fell asleep.... and so did she.... hehe.
Came home, checked mail and all that good shit, then took a nap. Had some weird fucking dreams.... Dreamed that I had killed somebody, and cut their face off... but I had no recollection of doing it. There was more to it, but I don't feel like going into the rest of it, because it makes no sense.... but anyway, I came into the hotel, and their was blood and body bits everywhere, and I'm like "what the hell happened?" And Jeanna was like "You killed him!!" And I totally couldn't remember it, but I started cleaning it and thinking of how to hide it so I wouldn't go to jail. And I found his face under the mattress, it was his eye-holes, nose (completely intact) and mouth-hole, with a bit of hair. Then I put all the shit in a trashbag and burned it. Weirdness. Guess it fits, considering my old password for LJ and my site was skin mask, huh? (I've since went around and changed it, no need to bother trying to log in with it).
Ugh.
Been sick today, worked through it. I have no friggin clue as to what it is.... went to work at 9, and around 11, I started feeling really nauseous. Around 11:30, I was ringing up this old grandma's order, and when I was done, I told her her total.... she started counting out fucking dimes and nickels, and I felt my stomach turn.... that was it. I just left her standing there and ran back to the bathroom and puked.... and puked.... and puked some more. I came back to the front, and Linda was finishing the lady's order... I made up some excuse about having to go get some bags, but couldn't find them... heh.
I saw the entry earlier by colorblind, with the Tori Amos test thingie.... it reminded me of some parody I heard a while back, about her being glad she was raped because it transformed her into an ultra-spooky chick who is idolized by millions and making millions.... funny shit. No offense to any Tori fans; I enjoy some of her music myself. But that was funny.
Stormy's visitation was today. I usually don't mention this, because she's always a mommy's girl and wants nothing to do with me, and it's kinda depressing. But she was total daddy's girl today.... I brought her some chicken nuggets from McDonalds, and when I got there, I sat down and said "look what daddy's got!" and she was crawling her lil ass off to get to me and chow. heh. Then Mike cooked up some french fries and fishsticks, and I got some of those on a plate for her, and she made a MESS out of them. She hates fishsticks though, just like moi. Then, she started pulling my mom's magnets off the fridge, and brought them to me, one by one. She would hand them up to me, then run back, get another, bring it to me, run back, etc etc... she brought me 4 of them, it was uber-kewl. Then I started feeling queasy again, and fell asleep.... and so did she.... hehe.
Came home, checked mail and all that good shit, then took a nap. Had some weird fucking dreams.... Dreamed that I had killed somebody, and cut their face off... but I had no recollection of doing it. There was more to it, but I don't feel like going into the rest of it, because it makes no sense.... but anyway, I came into the hotel, and their was blood and body bits everywhere, and I'm like "what the hell happened?" And Jeanna was like "You killed him!!" And I totally couldn't remember it, but I started cleaning it and thinking of how to hide it so I wouldn't go to jail. And I found his face under the mattress, it was his eye-holes, nose (completely intact) and mouth-hole, with a bit of hair. Then I put all the shit in a trashbag and burned it. Weirdness. Guess it fits, considering my old password for LJ and my site was skin mask, huh? (I've since went around and changed it, no need to bother trying to log in with it).