I'm ending this journal.  It's too much of a hassle to keep up.  Not to mention that if you really wanted to know what was happening in my life, you would simply ask me instead.  Well, I'm not drawing this out more than I have to.  Peace.

~The Last Darrel-ly One.

Two days ago, I slipped and fell at work.

Went to the clinic.  They gave me two type3s of 'painkillers'; Ibuprofen, and some Acetaminophen.  The doctor told me not to work yesterday.  I decided to take him up on that offer.

So I didn't get out of bed until 2:30 pm yesterday (it didn't help that I was in that clinic til 4 am, and stayed up til 7:30 ( Read more... )

Just been another thinking night.

Damn you.

So I'm doing some good with my life.  I'm helpin' out my newly discovered cousin find her father and family.  But at the same rate, I feel very.... testy.  Certain people irritate the hell outta me, especially right now.  Just wanna choke a bitch, ya know?

Tomorrow and Wednesday off.  Tomorrow because they gave it to me (helpin' out Amanda, my ( Read more... )

... and strange it was.  Sit down kiddies; the story isn't long at all.

So work was just that.  Work.  My manager was pissed at me because of the prior day. and it was hot enough to melt lead on the concrete on the back dock.  Something told me I was closing this night, even though I didn't want to stay in this god-forsaken place for ten hours.  ( Read more... )

16 hour work days = teh suck.
So does working ten days straight.
But tequilla and jagger-bombs are good :-D

~The Darrel-ly One.

I did it again.  I'm so f'in' retarded.  But at least I blocked it, stopped it from really goin' on.  It's stupid, like I should let it all go.  But when something takes a big chunk of ya, it takes a long ass time to get it back.  It's happening... slowly, but it's happening.  Screw that part, it was a bad dream anyway.

Something bad happened to one ( Read more... )

Well, work is a grab-bag of emotions.  Sure, I'm makin' decent enough cash (I'm already two hundred up for the time period, and I'm still workin' ten hours a day, 5 more days... wtf?  major overtime?), but I'm absolutely sick and tired of being there.  That's because today is day seven in a row I've been there.  Sickening to be taking care of these ( Read more... )

So work is REALLY startin' to aggravate me.  Because we've lost so many servers, those that are still on are workin' crazy hours.  If anyone asks me to pick up another fuckin' shift, I'm gonna rip their heads off.  No way in HELL am I going to be workin' all damn week.  I ain't got the energy, nor the care to spend all the time in there.  It's just ( Read more... )

Jaw's still sore, but gettin' better.
Was gonna give my condolences to someone about something (I'm very blunt today, aren't I?), but then realized they were too much of a douche to me.  So needless to say, I didn't.
Did a bunch of other crap today, most of which involved me sittin' on my ass.
And damn, don't I wish that something exciting would ( Read more... )