doing that meme
Lets see what made me happy....
I guess what made me happy today was things that started out bad, but worked out in the end.
1. after my post earlier I managed to fall back asleep for a few hours. Due to this, I woke up at 10:22, which is when I need to leave Gil's apartment to catch the bus.
2. I managed to make the bus, thus getting to work on time. I didn't even get fully dressed. I put my jeans on, threw the rest of my clothes in my back pack, and left.
3. one of my tables said sincerely that I was the smartest server they ever had. Somehow we got on a random tangent and I spewed out some shabeal. My journals never really reflect that side of me, mainly because I find it hard to write unless I've been cocktailing or just drunk. So if I have an entry that seems to make no sense whatsoever, I'm just drunk.
4. Due to running late, I did not do some things around the house that I needed to. My break at work was rather short, but my co-worker asked me to run to the bank for her and that I could take her car. So yay! random car usage.
5. My last table ended up giving me 20% on there tab, despite of not appearing to be the type to tip well at all. Considering my night was filled with "five dollar hollas" I was expecting $5 at the most.
6. Perhaps the best of all, after a long annoying day at work, I had a nice huge bottle of gin to come home to and know that I don't have to return to that hellhole till Saturday night. (Actually, I have a love hate relationship with that place)
I guess what made me happy today was things that started out bad, but worked out in the end.
1. after my post earlier I managed to fall back asleep for a few hours. Due to this, I woke up at 10:22, which is when I need to leave Gil's apartment to catch the bus.
2. I managed to make the bus, thus getting to work on time. I didn't even get fully dressed. I put my jeans on, threw the rest of my clothes in my back pack, and left.
3. one of my tables said sincerely that I was the smartest server they ever had. Somehow we got on a random tangent and I spewed out some shabeal. My journals never really reflect that side of me, mainly because I find it hard to write unless I've been cocktailing or just drunk. So if I have an entry that seems to make no sense whatsoever, I'm just drunk.
4. Due to running late, I did not do some things around the house that I needed to. My break at work was rather short, but my co-worker asked me to run to the bank for her and that I could take her car. So yay! random car usage.
5. My last table ended up giving me 20% on there tab, despite of not appearing to be the type to tip well at all. Considering my night was filled with "five dollar hollas" I was expecting $5 at the most.
6. Perhaps the best of all, after a long annoying day at work, I had a nice huge bottle of gin to come home to and know that I don't have to return to that hellhole till Saturday night. (Actually, I have a love hate relationship with that place)