Hot Hot Heat//Oh Goddamnit

Well it's been over a week, so I guess I'd better update.

I've not been doing much, except christmas shopping, and shopping for myself of course

Look what I got through the post yesterday

It's my new bike. I can't build it yet, because I don't have the right parts soon, though.

I bought new shoes:

you like?



I went into town on wednesday, and didn't make an ass of myself, for a change! Most other people did. I have good photos to blackmail them with Falling on your ass on the dancefloor while I've got my camera in my hand is not a good idea. The hangover the next day was no fun. I started work at 8am. Throughout the day I managed to stab my finger with a security tag pin thingy, which ended up with blood all over the counter top. Then I managed to cut my head open while I was under the stairs. Why do I always injure myself?

Someone was arrested in our shop last week For shoplifting. She was only 16, too. Stupidly she tried to take a hoodie, which was double security tagged. She ripped one of the tags off, and put it in her pocket ( ) and walked out of the shop. The alarms went off, and we got her back in. Gareth took her to the changing rooms to ask her to show him what was in the bag, and she just went crazy and tried to run off, but she couldn't get out. In the end, the police came in and took her away. Well, it broke up the boredom anyway.

So, it looks like I'll be moving in with a friend if everything all goes to plan. He needs a housemate, because he can't afford his ridiculously high mortgage on his own. It seems like a pretty nice house too, from what I've seen of it, I'm going up later today to have a proper look.



It's our staff chiristmas party on wednesday! All 29 stores are congregating in one night club in Manchester. Free bar! Free bus too It's at a place called Brassingamens, which is supposed to be pretty nice.

So, not really much else to say. It's been a boring week.

Anything nice planned for the weekend?

lovings

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Tiger Army//Moonlite Dreams

So, I changed my name. 'AtTheYoshinoya' has a way better ring to it that 'oXh', and it's less boring. I called up my friend in Hong Kong, asked him where he was and he replied with 'At the Yoshinoya'. I need to know if it sounds stupid, so I can change it to something better

Thankyou to everyone who left nice comments in my last entry. I was on a slight downer. I'm now feeling a lot better. You guys rock everything.

I've regained a lot of sight in my left eye. It's still blurry, but I'm dealing with it now. It will get better, I'm just not sure how long it will take. It could be days, ir could be weeks, or even months.

Unlike my eye (which will get better) my father will remain a complete fuckhead forever. I'm just going to have to deal with it. It's just around this time of year I get down about it. I meanm I was sat at the door, age eleven, on Christmas Eve waiting for him to come home, and he never showed.

I'm updating within four days of my last one. See, I told you I wasn't going to leave it longer.

It was my Assistant Manager's birthday today, and I completely forgot. So did most other people. We redeemed ourselves by running out to get her a card (with a picture of a very cute kitty on!) and have everyone sign it. She didn't get chance to open it though, seeing as she had to run off for a meal.

I have a day off tomorrow. Go me! I'm going to be productive and buy all my christmas presents tomorrow, instead of leaving them until the last minute like last year, when most of my christmas shopping was done on christmas eve. This year I won't be able to do that, seeing as I'm working 6:30am until 4pm on xmas eve. boooo. I only realised today, that if we don't work on a Bank Holiday, we'll still get paid for it. So I can sit on my ass and watch dvds all day and get paid for it. Nice, eh?


Tahnee is cute. That pic was from her 18th birthday last saturday, when she got very, very drunk. even worse than me.


Matt loves the ladieees.


What do I look like?

That's all I have to say right now.

Lots of lovings..



*edit: more saturday night photos...................

Capdown//Faith No More

bloody hell, a week since i last updated! i guess i'd better get on with this hey? you've probably all forgotten i exist

well, i've finally returned home, albeit dishevelled and tired. i've just been to the hospital for an mri scan. not the nicest of things to experience, let me tell you. what seems like a week of your life, is taken up layed down in a large machine, with only an alarm button for company. machine gun-like noise shatters through your head, accompanied by exhausting heat. lying as still as is humanly possible, you try and escape into a happier place, but you are jolted back as the louder noises scream. you can almost feel the magnetic pulses knifing their way through you as you're slowly moved headlong into the machine. lasting only for 45 minutes, this seems like an eternity.



well, that's over now, but only for 15 hours or so, as i'm back at the hospital tomorrow, for yet more tests. maybe i should just move in there

not muhc has been happening in my life as of this moment. since last monday, all i seem to have been doing is work, eat, and sleep. i even worked on my day off last wednesday, because we were short-staffed... yet again.

things with the girl (zoe), didn't go too well last week. i hardly saw her, and the times i did see her, i wimped out of even talking to her really. i get the impression she thinks i'm kind of wierd. she talks to me yeah, but i think i just confuse her, mostly (i tend to ramble when i talk to someone i find attractive... hey, don't we all!)

and after all this... something happened last saturday night...
not with zoe tho ...... i decided to hit the town with my friend matt, who i work with, and his friend pete. I'd taken some tramadol at work, so i was kinda stupid going out on the juice. but it was an impulse thing. so we went to visage, and pete bought me some shots, which i could hardly refuse. i was on the double vodkas too, which made matters worse. anyway, i bumped into a girl i knew from high school, who i havent seen in nearly 5 years. she was hott before, but she is just the hottest now. we got talking, and she gave me her number, saying that we should go for a drink sometime! she also said she drop in and see me at work sometime this week, but she hasn't been in today, and i'm off tomorrow, so she better not come in then. but i can't help but think she thinks im a complete fool. we shared a taxi home, and i got out first. after paying the driver up until i got out, i smacked my head on the door frame thingy, and drunkenly stumbled out and kinda fell into the street. im hoping she found this funny, and not embarrassing! we'll soon see, anyway, because she just won't come into work and see me.

i hate myself sometimes.

since all that happend with the girl i know from high school, me and zoe seem to be getting on pretty well. she has no idea about my dream, or anything, and every time i look round to her, she seems to be staring at me. wether it's a look of contempt or not, i'm still trying to fathom. and today, we were messing around and she kept touching my hands, and calling me cute ......it never rains, but it damn well pours, eh!

and also a big thankyou to Mr Icantplayguitar for sending me some anti-bush stickers all the way from Memphis. you rock dude.

oh i won £10 at work last saturday for selling the most stuff.

righty-ho. i'm going to eat a muffin.

lovings and lovings and lovings

*ps. Chase's set is haaaawwwwwt

Interpol//Evil

hello boys and girls

i guess it's time for an update, since i last updated on friday, or whenever it was

it's been a pretty hectic week so far, but lets start with saturday...

t'was a busy day at work, i got majorly stressed, as per usual. i was pretty annoyed that my friends bailed on me about going out on the town, but luckily matt, my workmate, came to the rescue and asked me to go into town with him and some friends. i proceeded to get insanely drunk (at one point i was hitting the quadruple vodkas ) well, we ended up at a club (visage- huddersfields shittiest club) where me n matt met up with everyone else from work. including the girl (zoe). i made such an idiot of myself by telling everyone (except her) about the dream i had about her (the one where we were seeing each other, and it was all perfect etc.) it wouldn't have been half as bad if i'd done it sober, but i must have looked like a crazy drunken fool anyhoo, cut a long story short, she ended up with a guy at the end of the night.

but i did get a....

how lame am i? and how stupid do i look in that photo?

thank heavens i had a day off on sunday, i couldn't have dealt with the combined hangover/shame in work. so i wallowed in self pity watching crappy sunday television. why do i get myself into such a mess every time i go out? i need help.

well it was back to work on monday, and it wasn't as bad as i'd expected. seems everyone else was as drunk as me. whopeeee

and finally, today. we were short-bloody-staffed, so our lunch breaks were cut short until someone could cover, so i was a little annoyed, but it couldn't be helped. best behaviour was to be had earlier this afternoon... the owner of the whole company came in to our store. *head up, shoulders back... no slouching, boy!* and all that. nah, he was really cool. down to earth. tim, my area manager, told me all he'd came for was to see me yeah.. riiiight. i wish i had that fucker's money. 29 stores nationwide

day off tomorrow, waheeeeeyyyy

how is everyone today?

lovings.................................