Aye
So that post from the other night, where I thought I was being all creative, funny and shit...well that's what happens when I'm in a good mood, and drinking beer with good friends.
Marc was sitting at one end of the table with his laptop, me at the other end of the table with mine, and instead of talking out loud we were IM'ing each other. We were also having a contest..to see who could download the loudest, most obnoxious music. Yeah we really do have no life eh.
Last night was my last night stuck working in Tim Hortons hell. Sunday was supposed to be my last day, but the baker said he would take my shift if I wanted, so fuck yeah I went for it. I can celebrate New Years with my buds, and actually keep myself awake while at the new job on Monday.
Now I've been sitting on a new template for this puppy for a few months now. Elyse over at
eStudio Designs had made me a beautiful new look for my blog. Now that I've got a decent computer, and it's coming into the new year...well what better way to start out the new year with a new look, right? So check back to see it in a couple days!
I've got to run. I'm going back into the cottage to hang with Marc and Booboo. Seriously, Marc really knows how to make a fat girl happy. He has to be the best cook ever! Tonight I think he is making stuffed chicken breast...ohhh yum! *drool*
Booboo got a brand new pair
Booboo got his tits
Marc got his bits
I've got my beer
Now listen here....
Donna's got her cigs
From the reserve
Does she deserve
I THINK NOT
She is a brat
She cried and sat
whined and she shat
But not in her pants
Oh she ran away.
But.....
Fuck that bitch.
Well apparently I think I'm all good and smart, and cool and stuff....so sing my fucking holiday song and enjoy it. Seriously, it'll do you good.
OMFG!
I've wanted a laptop for years upon years upon years. I finally got one today, and boy is it ever fucking sweet!
That's all for now!
Hope you're all having a good holiday week.
YAY!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Hope you all have a wonderful day doing whatever you do this day. I'm going to open gifts and eat like a pig until people have to roll me around in a wheelbarrow.
Hmm that does not give me a good visual.
You're a mean one....
Well apparently I do have a conscience after all.
I haven't posted since Tuesday or so, so there is some news. I went to see my old boss at the gas station (one of my favourite jobs actually) to see if he needs anyone to come work for him. He said yes, and explained it would be a mix of afternoon and day shifts. I told him that if he could guarantee me at least three shifts a week that I would come work there.
The managers in charge of scheduling at the coffee shop had cut me down to two nights a week, and I'm sorry that just doesn't cut it for me. First of all, I'm not making enough money to meet my expenses, let alone have a few extra bucks in my pocket, but it also royally fucks up my sleep pattern. I'll work one night, then be off three nights, just to work another. What it does to me is it gets me used to sleeping at night, then I have to totally flip my schedule about to be able to get some sleep during the day, just to go back to sleeping at night.
I used to be a night owl, but while I was in Ohio I got used to sleeping at nights, and now I just can't handle the over night shifts.
So yeah, the guy at the gas station has rehired me (oh for like the fourth time I think). He can give me three shifts, if not more per week, plus the place is closer to home so I'm not having to drive half an hour each way.
Today I went to pick up my pay at the coffee shop, and went in to talk to the managers. I told them I was quitting, and would work tonight, but then I'd be done. They were actually kinda nice about it so I started to feel bad. Halfway home I gave them a call and told them I'd work it out so that I'd be able to cover my next two shifts so that they wouldn't be stuck. See there was a point to me talking about having a conscience.
I guess I can be quite the asshole sometimes. I'll get a bug up my ass and do things for stupid reasons. Then I'll feel bad about it after the fact. Ugh! One of these things is just up and quitting a job with no notice, sometimes for no reason other than I hate the place at that moment and I want out. I've worked at the coffee shop for two months, and I'm still learning, but they have not once bitched about me not having everything completely done on time. For example, if I don't get around to cleaning all the glass on the display cases, they won't come breathing fire on me. Not once have they been assholes to me, so I felt it was quite unnecessary to be a total asshole to them, so therefore I am going to go into work tonight, and I will work my two shifts next weekend, then I'll be done. I'll even return their stupid looking uniforms.
Oh yeah, my mouth is feeling much better. A lot of the swelling has gone down, and I was even able to go out for lunch today. I've also downgraded myself to over the counter painkillers. Yay.
Have a good weekend, and if I don't get around to posting this weekend then Merry Christmas everyone!
Drugged Up and Swollen Update
Hey folks, here's your silly pain pill popper comin' atcha live from the Bedroom of Doom in her little tin box up in the Great White North. Boy those percocets really make me high, but they do take care of the pain thankfully.
I went back to bed after typing up yesterdays post, when I woke up I didn't take any of the pain medication, because I didn't know how it would affect my driving. My mouth was really starting to hurt on the way home, but luckily I got home before the pain became too unbearable. I got in the door and immediately gulped down a few and chugged water like it was going out of style. WHEW, within half an hour I could hardly even walk across the kitchen, because I was so high. Now normally I loathe taking any kind of pill, even when I have a headache. I'm a total wuss, and a total gagger. I have to place the pill on the exact right spot on my tongue for it to go down. But boy, with these I can see why people become addicted to narcotic painkillers. They DO make ya feel pretty damned good.
No worries though, like I said I am not normally a pill junkie, so there is no chance of me even wanting to take any pills just to feel the high. I'd rather smoke a big fattie.
I had to take last night off work too. I tried to get ahold of the other guy who works the night shift to cover for me, but he was unavailable. His mom went in and talked to one of the kids who works afternoon shift, and he covered for me instead. Poor kid was going to be working a double because of me. I feel so bad about him having to pull a double, but I was in no shape to be at work, let alone to drive there. I appreciate it so much, I think I'll get him a $25 gift card from Future Shop as a thank you, because not many people, especially the younger ones are willing to cover someone's shift, to pull a double at that.
I hope that I can make it into work tonight. Right now the way I'm feeling, it doesn't seem all that possible, but if I absolutely have to I will go in. Just wish me luck for a speedy recovery
Well I think I may go have some ice cream, and try to sleep some more, have a good day!
I feel like I'm half chipmunk.
Here I sit at 6:30 a.m. eating custard. Why? Because I'm only allowed soft foods, and need something in my stomach before doping myself up on amoxicillin and percocets! Wanna know why I'm doping myself up, oh and missing at work? My lovely fucking teeth, that's why.
My weekend was ok, not very restful, but Sunday we came down to Toronto to do an early Christmas thing with my other brother. I was in pain and miserable most of the damned time. The whole right side of my face was just throbbing. My brothers partner said that if I wanted to stay in the city and go to the dentist with him, he would foot the bill.
Now a little more background. My mom wasn't the greatest at teaching us about oral hygiene, nor was she good at checking to make sure we brushed our teeth. So needless to say I've got a mouth full of slowly rotting teeth. Delightful isn't it? ACK!!!
I haven't been to a dentist in 13 years, mostly because I couldn't afford it, secondly I am TERRIFIED of dentists, even though I've never had a bad experience with one.
So here I am yesterday, sitting in one dentists chair having an exam and xrays done. The result? I needed to have my right side top and bottom wisdom teeth out, preferably THAT DAY. Ugh! Now this has me shaking like a leaf. The dentist has the receptionist calling oral surgeons all over the damned city, and none of them can take me until next week, until the last one she called. Oy, shaking even more..in an hour or two I'm going to lose a part of myself.
Oh, and yes I was being a drama queen, I'm still terrified and it's the day after it was done.
I get to the new dental office, fill out my forms, smoke my last cigarette before going in, then I walk in bravely, get into the chair, then begin shaking again. Awww I'm such a wimp. They give me nitrous oxide, and I'm suckin that shit in like it's my last breath, the dentist comes in, sticks me full of novacaine then leaves me there by myself wondering if he's some type of sadist and is going to wait until the drugs wear off then rip out my teeth with a pair of visegrips.
By the time he came in to do the job I was pretty much bamboozled by the laughing gas, and numb as hell from the needles, I hardly felt a thing. It was still pretty disgusting though. At one point he was trying to haul the bottom tooth out so hard it felt like my jaw was going to just break...wow brings new meaning to cocksuckers cramp eh. The most disgusting part of it all was that I could HEAR the teeth coming loose and coming out. I'm haunted by it, ugh!
Well I am off to finish my custard and drug myself up. I woke up with swelling so half my face is puffed out chipmunk style...lovely.
Guess who got the weekend off?
ME!
Yup, you did read that correctly. I actually have the weekend off, and I checked the schedule and I've even got next weekend off. Yippee!
When I was hired, I was told that I would get every second weekend off, which is fine by me. I make decent tips during the weekend shifts. For the last 5-6 weeks I've been booked on for the weekends, and I haven't had much of a chance to hang out with some friends and relatives that I can only see during weekends, so I bitched and whined to the manager in charge of scheduling, and it worked.
I'm going to have to do something about my sleeping situation. I haven't been able to sleep all that well for the last month and a half. I think I'm going to block out my bedroom windows with cardboard so it's dark in here. If that doesn't work..I might have to go the sleeping pill route. I doubt the cardboard over my windows will work, because I don't have many troubles getting to sleep..but it's staying asleep that I need. I'm completely plagued by weird ass dreams that wake me up every half hour or so, and I'm starting to get burnt out.
I love my overnight shifts, because it's not super busy with customers and I really don't think that they would switch me to days, or afternoons unless they found someone to take over my night shifts. But WTF eh, I need to be able to sleep or else I'll end up in the fuckin nuthouse.
So work and sleep aside, how is everyone doing? Are you all ready for Christmas yet, or are you one of those last minute shoppers? I'm pretty well done with the gift buying, just need to get a couple more things for my parents. I hate to be a downer, but today it has been two years since Grandpa died and Christmas just isn't the same without him. He was the most awesome man ever. He was totally into Christmas. He had to be the one to put the lights on the tree every year, and omg if you didn't wait for him to do it he'd cause all kinds of hell.
Grandpa we love you, and know that if there is a heaven, you're there and you're looking down on us thinking "Hey you fat bastards, don't eat all the turkey next week". :)
Lets play dress up.
When one goes to a Christmas Party, it is assumed that people will dress up for this Christmas party. Am I correct?
Well apparently dressing up to go to Christmas parties is a thing of the past, well from what I saw last night that's how it seems.
Last night was my work Christmas party. I had a friend do my hair, I dressed in a nice beautiful sweater, nice black pants, oh I even wore heels.. imagine that. I was excited, I looked good, and I felt even better. It was going to be a good night. Well, I got there and immediately noticed that only three or four of us had dressed up. We all felt so overdressed, because everyone else came wearing street clothes. Just jeans, t shirts and their every day shoes. Ugh.
I was disgusted to be honest, I mean jeans are ok, but really guys, is it really all that hard to wear a pair of clean decent looking jeans, and a nice top whether it's a nice sweater, or a button down shirt, and for God's sake please don't wear your crap covered work boots or shoes. Casual is always good, but not too casual dammit!
I've got to work tonight, so I need some sleep. I woke up this morning hungover, looking like I had quite the fright. Now I'm rehydrated, and looking and feeling a lot better. The shitty thing? My cold that has been slowly creeping up on me is now doing it's dirty work. My sinuses are going bonkers, which is making me bonkers. It will make for a lovely night at work. Heh, maybe I'll hock a loogie in some random assholes coffee. That should be good for some entertainment. Peace!
Spank me..
I've been a bad bad blogger.
Yeah no updates, just really haven't had much to talk about lately. Just working.
I did get my car though, so that is one piece of news that is great news.
I went to visit some friends the other day, and it felt so nice to be able to grab my keys, get in the car and go without asking/begging/fighting to be able to use the car. Ahhh freedom is so sweet.
A word of advice to people who go through the drive-thru coffee shops in the morning. Give the employees a friggin' break already. They are not God, they will never be God, and they most certainly won't grow an extra arm or two. Most of these places are too cheap to pay the wages of an extra employee to come in and work.
Second of all, if you're going to order bagels, and sandwiches with your morning coffee EXPECT TO WAIT for crying out loud.
Drive-thru is for quick grab items. Coffee, donuts, muffins, cookies etc. Not for the 8 double doubles, dozen donuts, and 6 sandwiches alright.
So next time you're waiting in line at a Country Style, Coffee Time, or Tim Hortons, PLEASE do not take it out on the employee serving you. They are most likely more frazzled from dealing with impatient, rude customers than you are for waiting for that two extra minutes in line.
Oh yeah, another thing? We are paid crap wages to do our job, not take your shit or kiss your ass!!!
Thank you - please come again.
