Mar 16, 2008 16:59
I have salad dressing in my hair, bacon grease on my shoes, pancake batter under my arm(don't ask), my feet hurt, I am beat, the cats are sniffing me mercilessly, but I am pretty stoked. If you haven't guessed I just got back from my diner job. It was a rush. Tickets being yelled, running up and down stairs, mixing and making things, chopping. The heat from the stoves, clanging, banging, the occasional crash. It was like, I dunno, just like good for once. I felt so confident, cracking jokes with the staff, taking the initiative. Gah, why can't I be like that more often? Really sick of missing my chance and sitting on the bench. I've been feeling a little down lately so I needed something to get my spirits up. Work sitch at my other job has cooled for the moment, won't go into details in what the deal was, but lets just say both me and the store are in a state of tolerance, not liking each other but we deal.
Missing people like crazy and the ol' paranoia is getting the best of me once again. Surrendered one of my cats, it sucks but I know she'll be safe there, since its a no-kill shelter. I really hope she gets adopted soon.
Oh, my bro got a job as an airport security person. Be afraid, be very afraid.
Still trying to figure out birthday doings.....its April 25th peoples. Any nifty ideas, clue me in, please please?
Okay, I really need a shower
family,
so tired,
geekary,
jobage,
cooking is great,
its a strange feeling,
work