The Ramones (1976)

Jan 17, 2006 01:20

I am…exhausted. I pulled an eleven and a half hour day today. I can’t fucking believe that idiot owner didn’t schedule someone for the evening shift. How can you fucking forget your store needs to be closed? And where the hell was he when I needed help? He’s gone skiing for the weekend. And none of the other idiots who work there could be bothered to cover a few hours.

I’m just glad I wasn’t scheduled at the Spot today. The Exchange would have been closing if I had been and it would have been the boss man’s own damn fault.

And of course, I wore heels today. I wound up kicking them off at six. But damn, my legs are sore. And I still need to clean the kitchen. I need a fucking cup of coffee but if I drink it I won’t be able to pass out at all later. Work again in the morning so sleep is kinda important.

Alright, the album of the day. I saw something about zombies, not really sure, my eyes aren’t exactly focusing, but fuck it. Zombies.

Local, punk, three man…yeah, no one cares. The Creeps, sophomore album, Gamma Gamma Ray.

In the Graveyard (they’re coming for me)

...fuck the dishes, I'm going to go pass out.
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