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diaryland

the week in review
January 10, 2004 - 10:46 pm

so much for trying to write a diary everyday. i don't think i can do it at this time. i never spill everything out. too many thoughts swirling around.

let's begin with today. the store was absolutely fucking nuts. it's like a busload of people just came in all at once. and they all were impatient. like serve me now. they stand around and hover like the fucking vultures they are. something happens to the average person once they cross that threshold, they become instant whining jerks. must have something to do with having discount in your store name too. and because it was super busy, my lunch consisted of a re-heated timmy-tims(as court calls it) coffee. too many slack-bastards work at that store. although most of us were busy today. my head didn't make things better. my brain felt like it was trying to get out. run! brain! run! even two a's with c couldn't help. i still have a h/a. i think if it doesn't go away i will take some more. ug. whine whine whine. bitch bitch bitch. meow meow meow. i wish i was a cat. one of my cats. i'd trade places with those two any day. even chutney.

but i finally ate. and i'm warming up. "it's cold out there, eh?" fuck man, of course is it stupid. the thermometer outside said "0" that's zero farenheit, not C. at least the wind wasn't blowing. it might warm up to about -8 tomorrow.

here is my tirade about last night. i went to my brothers show. it was at the staircase. if you can imagine the worst possible layout of a "theatre" you can imagine. there you go. so all the people that were going into the theatre, have to line up in front of the counter, and behind the tables where there is usually a band playing. and they don't let you in until after the scheduled time. so if a show is at 10pm., you're let in at ten o'five. yep, it's fucked up. so everyone goes in and i'm waiting to buy my ticket. and the guy behind the counter is serving other people. and i realize he's only one man but at least acknowledge me, or say just a minute or whatever. but he just goes on bring food out to other people and slowly making drinks. bad service. i voiced my displeasure to my brother, since he is the "artistic director" of this place. the staircase theatre is now on my "boycotted" list. among the others: starbucks, and wal-mart. nothing will change.

so after standing there like an moron, i left because of the crappy service. hey, people have done that at the store too. i am aware that if there is bad service people will leave. and they won't come back. if it was my company, i would try and fix it.

this week has been rough on a personal level. court and i have been going through a difficult time, even if it didn't have to be like that. if only i wasn't a damn fool. and if i could express myself better i'd be able to i'm sure many situations would never get past critical. today things between us are better. some has to do with us being apart. my being stuck in this country. and court doing too much for me. we have some discussions next weekend. i hope that they resolve some of the resentment.

friday morning at work we discovered the van was missing. some punks took it for a joy ride. but they must have ditched it , realizing it had no heat. and it doesn't help when a certain unnamed employee left it unlocked with the keys inside. duh.(it wasn't me, it was my day off on thursday)

tuesday i went home early because i thought i had the flu. turned out it wasn't. i must have neeeded the sleep because i slept for more than five hours. i felt better wed. i think i'm sick of working.

sunday court left for home in the afternoon. it was sad. it was like old times(september) it was strange to be together for two weeks. soon.

i won twenty-five dollars on the lottery today. yip-ee. you can bet it will be wisely spent.

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