OMG, prepare yourselves - two blogs in a week.
So my apartments are reroofing my building. Can I tell you how fucking GREAT it is to have 50+ day laborers making my life hell from above starting at 8am? When I get HOME at 12am every day?! It's swell. I have an unending heading that a pain pill cocktail isn't curing. I haven't tried adding booze into the mix as I do have to wake up for work in the morning. I haven't quite figured out WHY I still get up and drag my ass into that sorry hell hole 5 days a week yet.... Especially the fact that I fee like it slowly sucking my soul out. Go figure. Bills I guess.
Anyway. Kitty got the clear from the vet. Couldn't take her in b/c vet is open during, roofing hours. Kitty won't come out of secret hiding place. So I had to call the vet and tell him no follow up sorry, no can do. He was totally cool. Gave the run down, straight down to her bowl movements. Am I a good mommy or what? She's good to go! YAY KITTY!
So I'm in the process of switching days for No Doubt. Realize I switched the WRONG DAY OFF. I need to be off for the day that I said I can work. So now I have to go in tomorrow and email the evil overlords and hope they will switch it for the right one. Ooops. Maybe if you FUCKING GRANTED PTO MOTHER FUCKERS. I wasn't even asking for a whole day. Only 5 hours. WTF?!
But hey, when I could be down at my beloved Scarborough Faire, drinking, partying and debauching with my friends, I have a pay scale increase. And tomorrow is holiday pay too! So while my sorry ass is working, I will be scoring a sweet $22/hour. Iffin' they don't fuck up my pay increase. At least I kept the signed documentation. Because I'm smart like that.
ANNNNND on the up side, a job that I have been trying to get into for a year now, well, something that can move me into it, has finally opened up. I should totally be working on a cover letter now. But I don't really know how. Never done one, just resumes. So, um, yeah. Will do tomorrow and submit. Supposedly the applicants so far = sucketh greatly.
And I like to think that I do not (don't we all). So wish me lots of luck ya'll.
I am really needing to get packing, so soon that is going to have to happen. I hate to do it, but I will have to start stopping by Wal-Mart on my way home from work each night for boxes.
Don't have long to go, just 3 weeks. Shoot me please.
Time for bed.
So my apartments are reroofing my building. Can I tell you how fucking GREAT it is to have 50+ day laborers making my life hell from above starting at 8am? When I get HOME at 12am every day?! It's swell. I have an unending heading that a pain pill cocktail isn't curing. I haven't tried adding booze into the mix as I do have to wake up for work in the morning. I haven't quite figured out WHY I still get up and drag my ass into that sorry hell hole 5 days a week yet.... Especially the fact that I fee like it slowly sucking my soul out. Go figure. Bills I guess.
Anyway. Kitty got the clear from the vet. Couldn't take her in b/c vet is open during, roofing hours. Kitty won't come out of secret hiding place. So I had to call the vet and tell him no follow up sorry, no can do. He was totally cool. Gave the run down, straight down to her bowl movements. Am I a good mommy or what? She's good to go! YAY KITTY!
So I'm in the process of switching days for No Doubt. Realize I switched the WRONG DAY OFF. I need to be off for the day that I said I can work. So now I have to go in tomorrow and email the evil overlords and hope they will switch it for the right one. Ooops. Maybe if you FUCKING GRANTED PTO MOTHER FUCKERS. I wasn't even asking for a whole day. Only 5 hours. WTF?!
But hey, when I could be down at my beloved Scarborough Faire, drinking, partying and debauching with my friends, I have a pay scale increase. And tomorrow is holiday pay too! So while my sorry ass is working, I will be scoring a sweet $22/hour. Iffin' they don't fuck up my pay increase. At least I kept the signed documentation. Because I'm smart like that.
ANNNNND on the up side, a job that I have been trying to get into for a year now, well, something that can move me into it, has finally opened up. I should totally be working on a cover letter now. But I don't really know how. Never done one, just resumes. So, um, yeah. Will do tomorrow and submit. Supposedly the applicants so far = sucketh greatly.
And I like to think that I do not (don't we all). So wish me lots of luck ya'll.
I am really needing to get packing, so soon that is going to have to happen. I hate to do it, but I will have to start stopping by Wal-Mart on my way home from work each night for boxes.
Don't have long to go, just 3 weeks. Shoot me please.
Time for bed.
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