Update on the previous: The overall "WTF WHY AM I WOOZY?" feelings eventually went away. Plus, Austin (who was working the cash office tonight) was nice enough to switch jobs with me because I felt like such shit. I also managed to sneak some booze in on me after my break (so I mixed a bit of Mike's Hard Lime with some Mt. Dew; it all worked out ( Read more... )

You know it's a sign that Bad Things have happened when one minute you remember sitting at a hibachi table the previous night, and the next thing you know you're a good 30 miles away at your dad's house while your phone alarm is going off and he's making pancakes ( Read more... )