hallo liebe Kinder...
so... it's been like 6 months since i wrote in this thing...again. it seems though that now it could prove useful to me. i have no time to talk to everyone anymore, or our schedules are not coincident, or i simply have no energy to type with such repetition. so... i'll type everything here and everyone can get the same story.
i've been working at Hess for a month now... i like it. it's close, it's reasonable, and the people there are great. and customers... well they're always providing some kind of excitement, good or bad, it's always a toss-up. i've had like 4 or 5 men hit on me in the past two weeks... a couple have asked for my number. a couple have petted my hand as i was writing down their pizza order. a little ego-inflating? probably. a bit creepy? definately. but i feel pretty safe behind my counter and an assortment of sharp cutting utensils.
most recently however, i experienced a new kind of drama in the world of Hess. i walk in the other day and i'm told that there's a kitten in a box in the back and that i should take him home because no one else can/will and the shelter will just kill it. so after i held the thing, which was surely the cutest kitten in the whole damn world, and after some persistant coaxing from a couple of co-workers...i decided to take it home...even though i knew my father would kill me. but i figured if i could keep it just long enough to find it a home it would be something. so that's what i did. amazingly i didnt get in too much trouble... i mean after i told the kitten's sad story... which was at least mostly true. i only overemphasized a little;)
this was wednesday night. today i went to walmart and got it some cat milk. i tried looking at it...and i'm leaning strongly towards it being a girl. whatever it is though, it's name will be Hades. why? color has a lot to do with it (dark dark brown/black with little solitary silver hairs all over the place...and deep blue-grey eyes). and also it's just a good name. she's sleeping on my chest at the moment.
...of course as soon as i type that she abruptly awakens, stares at me a moment, runs into my face to rub me and give me cat-hugs and scurries up my shoulder to burrow into my neck. god she's just so fucking cute. and she's smart. she seems to have litter trained herself whic makes her even more adorable. all is not well for her though. she's gotten over her shock from her process of getting orphaned and has gotten less skittish and much more playful but there's something wrong with her leg. she limps. i think her leg might be broken or fractured or something. one nail on that paw won't retract, it's like she's constantly flipping the bird. i'm getting her to a vet asap, though it's proving difficult. damn me for not having my lisence by now. so much of my life would be so much easier. that's next on my list.
let's see, what else... (as the kitten eats my hair and bites my neck like a vamire. AWWW!!!) pictures of her soon, my lovelies. everytime i've had the chance or the thought to do it the camera batteries have either been dead or its been too dark for the webcam to pick her long black fur up.
i've recently tried my hand at jewelry crafting too. i'll put pictures of that up on the da site when i get them. some moron almost blew us all up at work the other night. apparently they threw in a still-lit cigarette into a trash can right next to the gas pumps. luckily it was quickly contained. i've taken up german... kind of sort of. passively. havent gotten much sleep because of the kitten. i feel like a fatherly lion with a little cub. this will bite me in the ass when i go to work at 4pm and work til midnight tomorrow...er, today.
ugh...
i've been working at Hess for a month now... i like it. it's close, it's reasonable, and the people there are great. and customers... well they're always providing some kind of excitement, good or bad, it's always a toss-up. i've had like 4 or 5 men hit on me in the past two weeks... a couple have asked for my number. a couple have petted my hand as i was writing down their pizza order. a little ego-inflating? probably. a bit creepy? definately. but i feel pretty safe behind my counter and an assortment of sharp cutting utensils.
most recently however, i experienced a new kind of drama in the world of Hess. i walk in the other day and i'm told that there's a kitten in a box in the back and that i should take him home because no one else can/will and the shelter will just kill it. so after i held the thing, which was surely the cutest kitten in the whole damn world, and after some persistant coaxing from a couple of co-workers...i decided to take it home...even though i knew my father would kill me. but i figured if i could keep it just long enough to find it a home it would be something. so that's what i did. amazingly i didnt get in too much trouble... i mean after i told the kitten's sad story... which was at least mostly true. i only overemphasized a little;)
this was wednesday night. today i went to walmart and got it some cat milk. i tried looking at it...and i'm leaning strongly towards it being a girl. whatever it is though, it's name will be Hades. why? color has a lot to do with it (dark dark brown/black with little solitary silver hairs all over the place...and deep blue-grey eyes). and also it's just a good name. she's sleeping on my chest at the moment.
...of course as soon as i type that she abruptly awakens, stares at me a moment, runs into my face to rub me and give me cat-hugs and scurries up my shoulder to burrow into my neck. god she's just so fucking cute. and she's smart. she seems to have litter trained herself whic makes her even more adorable. all is not well for her though. she's gotten over her shock from her process of getting orphaned and has gotten less skittish and much more playful but there's something wrong with her leg. she limps. i think her leg might be broken or fractured or something. one nail on that paw won't retract, it's like she's constantly flipping the bird. i'm getting her to a vet asap, though it's proving difficult. damn me for not having my lisence by now. so much of my life would be so much easier. that's next on my list.
let's see, what else... (as the kitten eats my hair and bites my neck like a vamire. AWWW!!!) pictures of her soon, my lovelies. everytime i've had the chance or the thought to do it the camera batteries have either been dead or its been too dark for the webcam to pick her long black fur up.
i've recently tried my hand at jewelry crafting too. i'll put pictures of that up on the da site when i get them. some moron almost blew us all up at work the other night. apparently they threw in a still-lit cigarette into a trash can right next to the gas pumps. luckily it was quickly contained. i've taken up german... kind of sort of. passively. havent gotten much sleep because of the kitten. i feel like a fatherly lion with a little cub. this will bite me in the ass when i go to work at 4pm and work til midnight tomorrow...er, today.
ugh...