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i've been spending most of my time and money eating, drinking and smoking.
unfortch, i needed to be saving up my money for DRAGON CON! which i am heading for this thursday. yaaay! i'm so unbelievably excited to go. it's just going to be ridiculous, drunk, nerdy, crazy, stupid, drunk, retarded, geeky, drunk fun. see y'all there!
since my bestie kasey moved back to austin for school, i've been having a lot of free time on my hands.
we stayed out damn near every single night
sooo i've been reading The Raw Shark Texts, which i'm absolutely loving. it's pretty off the wall and mind-bending and just plain great. my favorite quote so far:
we'll wear away like the writing on tombstones in the aisles of churches.
next i'm going to read Perdido Street Station, then The Road, then The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, then 2012.
today at work SUUUUCKED. i was in to go's and it was fucking awful. we had three family style orders (large, feeding 8-10 people, usually come with plates, napkins, utensils, serving stuff, cups, bread, gallons of tea or lemonade etc.). it's easy and usual for these orders to be well over 100 dollars, as was the case today. tiffany and i got stiffed on one check, a three dollar tip on another and a 5 dollar tip on the third one. this is UNHEARD of. usually we make like 20-40 dollars in tips on family style orders. our morale was shot and i almost cried because i could really use the money right now.
so a note to everyone: if you order food from a place that has it's own to go station and it's all wrapped up and ready for you, please tip the to go person. your order is not assembled by gnomes. there are hard-working people that do not make a lot of money that get totally fucked when you decide to put a 0 on that tip line.
on the bright side, i have bacon a-cookin' that i'm pretty excited about.
also, i'm semi-talking to this guy i work with...it's pretty weird. we have a nice time talking and fucking around and when we're just at work we're friends. hmm...maybe that's a...normal relationship. except for (and get this) he's still living with his ex-girlfriend. *pulls collar in an awkward way* he always says that he's trying to get a second job, trying to make enough money to move out. and it really doesn't bother me, we're not dating. it's not any of my business. buuut i do get a laugh out of him being slightly miserable. we make fun of each other like that.
anyhoooooo, i'm going to go read or watch a movie and eat my bacon. hope everyone's having a good week!
ok, so...i was going to leave you all with a nice picture of bacon, but this is the first thing i saw when i googled bacon:
aaaanyway, here's some cooked bacon.
unfortch, i needed to be saving up my money for DRAGON CON! which i am heading for this thursday. yaaay! i'm so unbelievably excited to go. it's just going to be ridiculous, drunk, nerdy, crazy, stupid, drunk, retarded, geeky, drunk fun. see y'all there!
since my bestie kasey moved back to austin for school, i've been having a lot of free time on my hands.
we stayed out damn near every single night
sooo i've been reading The Raw Shark Texts, which i'm absolutely loving. it's pretty off the wall and mind-bending and just plain great. my favorite quote so far:
we'll wear away like the writing on tombstones in the aisles of churches.
next i'm going to read Perdido Street Station, then The Road, then The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, then 2012.
today at work SUUUUCKED. i was in to go's and it was fucking awful. we had three family style orders (large, feeding 8-10 people, usually come with plates, napkins, utensils, serving stuff, cups, bread, gallons of tea or lemonade etc.). it's easy and usual for these orders to be well over 100 dollars, as was the case today. tiffany and i got stiffed on one check, a three dollar tip on another and a 5 dollar tip on the third one. this is UNHEARD of. usually we make like 20-40 dollars in tips on family style orders. our morale was shot and i almost cried because i could really use the money right now.
so a note to everyone: if you order food from a place that has it's own to go station and it's all wrapped up and ready for you, please tip the to go person. your order is not assembled by gnomes. there are hard-working people that do not make a lot of money that get totally fucked when you decide to put a 0 on that tip line.
on the bright side, i have bacon a-cookin' that i'm pretty excited about.
also, i'm semi-talking to this guy i work with...it's pretty weird. we have a nice time talking and fucking around and when we're just at work we're friends. hmm...maybe that's a...normal relationship. except for (and get this) he's still living with his ex-girlfriend. *pulls collar in an awkward way* he always says that he's trying to get a second job, trying to make enough money to move out. and it really doesn't bother me, we're not dating. it's not any of my business. buuut i do get a laugh out of him being slightly miserable. we make fun of each other like that.
anyhoooooo, i'm going to go read or watch a movie and eat my bacon. hope everyone's having a good week!
ok, so...i was going to leave you all with a nice picture of bacon, but this is the first thing i saw when i googled bacon:
aaaanyway, here's some cooked bacon.
I haven't posted in a while.
Because, ya know, my millions of fans just can't wait for another....
The other night I had a dream I got my nipples pierced and the left one inverted itself. One end of the barbell was still on the outside, but ma titty swallowed the other one! How weird is that? I think it was because at work lately I keep getting boob injuries. There are a bunch of wooden half-walls right at boob-height that I constantly run into.
Oh yeah! Work! I have a job at Macaroni Grill now. I'm a Saluta (hostess). I decided to do that since I've never been a server before, and now that I see them busting ass all day I don't know if I ever will be. But I think Macaroni Grill is sort of a hard place to be a server. Anyhoo, most of the people there are really cool and it's pretty fun, though this is my first day off in a while and I'm tired as all fuck. Oh, man...there's this one guy that works there who introduced himself to some of us as Rory and some as Richard. Later he yelled at our general manager for calling him Richard because "that was the name of his dead brother." Uhhh...what? He has also told people that he has a 18 month old daughter, finished nursing school but couldn't find a job, is a certified EMT but couldn't find a job, that he was a manager of another Macaroni Grill, and the other day he came in when he wasn't scheduled to work and asked to be put on the schedule that day...and that his father had a heart attack.
So we're all pretty fed up with him and his pathological lying. He'll just walk up to people that work there (and sometimes customers!) and just start telling some bullshit story. You always have to make an excuse to get away from him and he never understands when he's doing something wrong. No one is quite sure why he still works there, but we think he'll get fired soon.
*NERDY SUBJECT CHANGE*
I might get to go to Dragon Con this year!!! OOOHMAAAAGAAWWWD! It would pretty much make my life. I wasn't going to go because I didn't have money to get there, stay there, buy a ticket for the con AND spend money at it, but one of the guys at work told me that he and his friends always go and that I could ride with them and share their room and then it would be cheaper! WOOO! I'm so totally doing this. And I'm pretty sure that Ryan's going to come with us, but I know he's hesitant to miss any school (we'd probably miss two days). Eh, he's always going to pick anime over education, who am I kidding?
Also, it turns out that mark knows a lot of cosplayers (which makes me automatically love him) and he's a fashion major at my school! tiny world. anyway, if any of you went to A-Kon, the guy in the awesome Borg costume was one of his good friends, Brook. Also, here's a picture of some of his friends doing a steampunk cosplay (they're actually the first google image result if you search steampunk cosplay. crazy, right?)
Anyhoo, that's all my rambling for now. I'm going to go knit and enjoy my day off.
Because, ya know, my millions of fans just can't wait for another....
The other night I had a dream I got my nipples pierced and the left one inverted itself. One end of the barbell was still on the outside, but ma titty swallowed the other one! How weird is that? I think it was because at work lately I keep getting boob injuries. There are a bunch of wooden half-walls right at boob-height that I constantly run into.
Oh yeah! Work! I have a job at Macaroni Grill now. I'm a Saluta (hostess). I decided to do that since I've never been a server before, and now that I see them busting ass all day I don't know if I ever will be. But I think Macaroni Grill is sort of a hard place to be a server. Anyhoo, most of the people there are really cool and it's pretty fun, though this is my first day off in a while and I'm tired as all fuck. Oh, man...there's this one guy that works there who introduced himself to some of us as Rory and some as Richard. Later he yelled at our general manager for calling him Richard because "that was the name of his dead brother." Uhhh...what? He has also told people that he has a 18 month old daughter, finished nursing school but couldn't find a job, is a certified EMT but couldn't find a job, that he was a manager of another Macaroni Grill, and the other day he came in when he wasn't scheduled to work and asked to be put on the schedule that day...and that his father had a heart attack.
So we're all pretty fed up with him and his pathological lying. He'll just walk up to people that work there (and sometimes customers!) and just start telling some bullshit story. You always have to make an excuse to get away from him and he never understands when he's doing something wrong. No one is quite sure why he still works there, but we think he'll get fired soon.
*NERDY SUBJECT CHANGE*
I might get to go to Dragon Con this year!!! OOOHMAAAAGAAWWWD! It would pretty much make my life. I wasn't going to go because I didn't have money to get there, stay there, buy a ticket for the con AND spend money at it, but one of the guys at work told me that he and his friends always go and that I could ride with them and share their room and then it would be cheaper! WOOO! I'm so totally doing this. And I'm pretty sure that Ryan's going to come with us, but I know he's hesitant to miss any school (we'd probably miss two days). Eh, he's always going to pick anime over education, who am I kidding?
Also, it turns out that mark knows a lot of cosplayers (which makes me automatically love him) and he's a fashion major at my school! tiny world. anyway, if any of you went to A-Kon, the guy in the awesome Borg costume was one of his good friends, Brook. Also, here's a picture of some of his friends doing a steampunk cosplay (they're actually the first google image result if you search steampunk cosplay. crazy, right?)
Anyhoo, that's all my rambling for now. I'm going to go knit and enjoy my day off.
thank you to everyone who left me a happy birthday comment! 
strange dream last night: i was at my old high school looking for someone (i don't know who) and i saw rupert grint walking around (don't worry, this isn't like the last dream. he's rupert in this, not ron) and he was yelling at some kid to give his CD back. apparently he was some exchange student and didn't really fit in. weird. so i yelled at the kid and he gave the CD back to ol' grinty. he was really grateful and we became friends. oh, and at one point he had really bad acne on his forehead and we went to a dermatologist and she put some crap on there and it all instantly disappeared.
that was it. i woke up and i was like, "what? are you serious?" what a fucking waste of a dream. no one died, nothing psychedelic happened, and no one had sex with anyone else. it was really, really boring. like my life.
strange dream last night: i was at my old high school looking for someone (i don't know who) and i saw rupert grint walking around (don't worry, this isn't like the last dream. he's rupert in this, not ron) and he was yelling at some kid to give his CD back. apparently he was some exchange student and didn't really fit in. weird. so i yelled at the kid and he gave the CD back to ol' grinty. he was really grateful and we became friends. oh, and at one point he had really bad acne on his forehead and we went to a dermatologist and she put some crap on there and it all instantly disappeared.
that was it. i woke up and i was like, "what? are you serious?" what a fucking waste of a dream. no one died, nothing psychedelic happened, and no one had sex with anyone else. it was really, really boring. like my life.
yeah, so i definitely have 4 dollars in my bank account. shit. and that 4 dollars has to last me the next two weeks.
fuckfuckfuckfuck.
I NEED MOTHERFUCKING MONEY.
unfortunately im not old enough to sell my eggs. those suckers bring in a pretty penny.
any ideas?
fuckfuckfuckfuck.
I NEED MOTHERFUCKING MONEY.
unfortunately im not old enough to sell my eggs. those suckers bring in a pretty penny.
any ideas?
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