seven more days, baby!
today is day thirteen of the nineteen days of work. i'm doing well. a little tired and very sore but doing will. i have no idea why i'm sore. anyone else know?
ok, i really need to apologize for my last few blogs. not interesting at all. really, very terrible, so sorry.
i'm got work at FS today which is very exciting, i know. i start at 1 but i gotta take nadia to work at 12 and there's no point in driving back home so i'm going after i drop her off. hopefully, end up sleeping in the break room, but probably working. there's some issue going on there right now. something about a pissed off customer who's pissed at my department about something or another. i don't wanna go!! focus...next weekend off...next weekend off...must focus...bigger picture....focus...
ok, it's the next day now. i am hurting all over. in places i didn't even know could hurt. i went to FS and in my ten hour shift, i basically sold stuff for the first two hours and then it got boring. it died completely. now, i can work long shifts. however, when i'm working long shifts with absolutely nothing to do, i get a bit cabin feverish. i spent a few hours harrasing co-workers and playing with the light sabres. i want those so bad. 150 bucks each one. i want them. we even cleaned the department, something i never do because well, i don't want to. eventually, all energies left me and i got this very queasy feeling i my stomach and that was the end of the fun. the next three/four hours were terrible. and in about 2 hours, i get to do it all over again. hurray.
after work, i called and found out people were at mome's so i headed over there. i ate some food, then i hung out for a bit, then i napped on the couch and woke up to a discussion about somebody saying two thirds of the world is muslim. that was a debate for a while. so here's the answer. and then if you go here, it leads to some interesting stats. there are five hundred thousand scientologists. we should do crusade their asses. around 330ish or 400ish, we decided it's time to go home, so we did. i slept not so well on my couch which bugged the hell out of me. i needed sleep. i kept waking up every hour and then i started imagining that damn dripping sound from the kitchen. it can drive a person crazy.
so, that makes today day fourteen.
ok, i'm going to go get ready. later days.
zq
p.s. view picture below. on how many levels is this wrong?
11 comments:
uggg... too many to count... a simple short question comes to mind when seeing that pic... why?
I don't even know where to begin with that picture. so speaking of slacking at work, remember back in the day at chapters? us doing nothing for hours while getting paid? ya that was awesome.
ps. i know why ur sore..same reason as always...lack of sleep
no, i did work at chapters. you followed around david.
also, lack of sleep is not the answer to all of my problems.
you're an ASS. i didnt "follow" anyone around i just talked with him while he worked. and dont play all innocent, you were huge with the slacking off!
yea, i slacked after i did my work or if i just couldn't be bothered to do it. either way, this leads to the same point. matt's an asshole and we're all bitter employees. i hope he gets raped by a horse. sideways.
even though, i was huge with the slacking off, as you put it, they liked me better...hmm, wonder why...
ok... so i'd put my money on the dancing teletubbie superhero dude. once he starts sweating, his shrink-wrapped ass is going to squeak and that'll distract yellow-jacket long enough for him to shoot that green ball of light into the back of his head!
yup. super teletubbie is going to win.
Holybadword! That is really disturbing. Yay! Working is good for you! Now you see what the rest of us have to go through. Ha! No sympathy for you...
-Shell
Ah yes. You did missunderstand. They were not asking about Amanda. They were asking about me (Amanda is no longer single, so that wouldn't quite work, now would it? At least, not with her). The problem is I have two guy friends who asked if my brothers would flip if they dated ME. Amanda: I wouldn't care. Whatever. Date Amanda. Me: Problem. Whoteva' though...your darn right, I'm doing absolutely nothing about it.
that pic is a lil disturbing!
I dont get it... why would someone even wanna! anyhooo i think u havn't lost your touch but u need to be more CREATIVE like before :)
- guess who?
how well do you think that suit is ventilated?
did he perhaps stitch it around himself, closing himself in?
what if he has to pee? does he have some kind of tube mechanism in the works? is it the antena thingy?
think people, think!
ewwww itz one of those plastic suits that stick to your body! like come on he doesn't even have a figureeee!!!!.... yikes what if he has to pee.... hahahahahaha u knw what he serisouly wants alot of attention but not the GOOD KIND!!! such people are such a menace to the society in the sense that they are a sore to the eye!!! what abt the weird thing sicking out of his head...hahaha...and sorry that color does not suit him (i duno why i said that) lol
btw what is he trying to teach others??? hahahahaha LOSER
I dunno why is it that they think they are COOL?
- guess who
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