The Past few days
2004-06-17||xx||7:28 a.m.
Wonder of wonders- the servers aren't busy and I can update. Of course, it IS 7:30 am and after I get done I will be headed right back to bed, but still.
Let's see- so much to say. The other night I was annoyed with my sister. See, we have four acts, three of which are himalayans and another shorthair. The one himalayan, Bailey, is her baby and she spoils him as much as you can imagine. Aparently, and this is what pissed me off, this includes getting him a special food and in the process, forgetting that she didn't have any food for the others. Or maybe it was just the shorthair. So, that night after listening to the cat meowing plaintively at me, I went out in the rain to get a few cans of cat food for him, and some dry vittles. After I woke up the next day i found the dry vittles floating in the toilet, as she apparently had no other recourse but to throw them there. Annoying.
Speaking of annoying- I received a phone call from one of Frank's ex's the other day. To explain this girl, I would have to say imagine a person who is older than me, lives at home with no desire or ability to support herself, maintains the teenybopper mentality that's reserved for ditzy fans of the Backstreet Boys, and treats everything like their still in high school. She calls to say she has a new cell phone, which is fine. I have a new one myself. But that's where the excitement ends, mine's for practical usage. Hers, apparently, is for texting guys and spending obscene amounts of money on the bills. Oh, and she has this annoying way of giggling through her words. Imagine if you will, the Chief Inspector guy from Pink Panther Returns, and you have an idea...But only that.
So she calls, and the first thing she asks is about Frank. She has been hung up on him ever since high school when they dated. Claims he treated her better than anyone else ever did. Now, though, looking back- i think he would have been justified by being a dick to her. It would have saved us ALL an enormous amount of grief. Believe me when I say enormous- i once told her bluntly he wasn't interested in her, and wasn't going to go back out with her. I got a fuck you and she stormed off, and for the next twenty minutes I was blissful. She came back, apologized and went right into mourning for her lost love.
So anyways, the questions about Frank comes out, as well the description of her sex life which apparently she hasn't had any in three years, which I really didn't care to hear, and so on. Then she asks me about rumours that she had been sleeping around on this guy Lance, and his friend Lou, which in all honesty I haven't seen Lou for about five years now, since he moved and got married, and Lance, well I have never really liked the guy in the first place and usually keep a wide berth. So of course, I don't know exactly what has occurred, and where it did. But for some reason she thinks I can recall little things like that from five years past. (Shut up Amber- i know I recall some of the oddest things. :) )
So this phone conversation drones for an hour, and thankfully my phone dies. I hadn't charged it in several days, and it just used it's last juice so I didn't have to speak to her no more. Now though, that i have her number, I will be more careful about answering it. Voice mail here you come Melissa.
Went in to work yesterday, a bit early and actually ended up falling asleep outside before work. I knew I hadn't been sleeping well lately, but damn, in the middle of the day? Anyways, the night started out alright- with some of my favorite servers as company. Manda, Sparky, Oh My Josh, and Jody were all there, as well Mary and stacy behind the bar. Everything was fine until the rush came and that bitch Noel- oooh, i rarely place blame on greeters, but she has never given us large party warnings, and that can hurt in the kitchen. I had something to the effect of 8 large parties at once come in, and only the four of us to work them in the kitchen. if i had known this was coming I could have gotten help before it got bad, but no, she didn't warn us. So she gets the cold shoulder from now on. Fuck her.
My brother stopped by last night, on a suprise return to his home. Apparently some job he had been at didn't have all that he needed and he could go home, which he did, but stopped by to say hi to me and my friends first. This was cool, i was winding down after work with alchohol, which after all was said and done, turned out to be free. (Don't ask).
Came home, and my sister mumbled something about loading boxes up for her in the morning, which she promptly forgot, and went to bed. I wasn't feeling great, had a headache and this persistent toothache I have had for a few days, so i just crashed. Good thing too, woke up with yet another abcess, but this time I was ready for it. i have penicillin left from last time so I just took one and started my schedule again. i need to get some damned insurance, or on a plan or something and get some fillings in these cavities- and I know, I just KNOW, it's going to put me in bad debt to do.
But what can you do?
Nothing but live.
Cephy