Well, I'm finally employed. Walgreens decided that I "fit the profile" of their model employee and gave me a job. Haven't worked yet, I go in for training Wednesday afternoon. Somethin tells me that this job won't be anywhere near as stressful as Beef's but it will suck just as bad because of the manager. She seems like a nice lady, Mrs. Macek, but I could mess with all the managers at Beef's and not have to worry about offending them. I mean hell, she seems like she wants me to call her Mrs Macek. What the hell is up with that??? Plus having a job will mean that I won't be able to visit my brother all that often, and I like hangin out with him. Maybe they'll schedule all my shifts in a week close together so I'll at least have a decent period of time off each week in case I wanted to visit my family. As long as I make enough to fund the Canadian edventure over Christmas break, I guess it's worth it.
Cougarbear hasn't really been worked on much in recent weeks. Mike, Collin, Shane and I all need to get together sometime and work on it hardcore. Shields gets here in like a month so there's an outside chance we can get the first scene shot. That's all we have scripted so far. It sounds fucking hilarious so far though. Even though it's only about 3 minutes of actual film. Goin to Smokey Bones to watch football. More later...
I woke up before noon today. No reason why, just did. At one point last school year I started doing this shit. Waking up earlier each day, that is. We'll see if the trend continues tomorrow and I wake up before my alarm goes off. I hope to god not, I can't handle the madness that went onlast school year. My head was messed up for awhile cause of that shit. Missing out on all that sleep just can't be good for you. I figure I went full circle in my sleep cycle at LEAST twice. It's some crazy shit.
So the Jets won yesterday. Congratulations to Todd Rodriguez, I'm sure he's elated that they're doing so well. Sorry Nathan, better luck naxt year. Curtis Martin and the Jets D got me huge points last night too, not that I needed the help because I was already up by 30 points on my fantasy opponent before the game even started yesterday, but the extra points will hel in the event of a tie break. Got class in 50 minutes, although I need to leave in 20 minutes so I can catch one of the shuttles and make it to class on time. Fucking shuttles are always so unpredictable. You're either 25 minutes early for class, or 5 minutes late. Rarely is there any in between.
I need to do laundry bad. Hell, who am I kidding? I need to clean just about everything in here. Bathroom sink is looking a little disgusting. Gonna go buy some scrubbing bubbles tonight and do a job on the bathroom. That's the plan anyway. I'm definately doing the laundry though. It's either that or go commando tomorrow. I'm not really past that, but seeing as though all my pants are loose fitting, there's a good chance they'd fall off without the boxers on, so that's really not an option.
Now that I'm employed again, I might start thinking about buying some new stuff. You know, like a better tv or some new video games or somethin. Thinking about buying stuff and actually buying the stuff are two completely different things though. One thing I'm definately gonna buy though are new shoes. Holy shit man, the ones I have now are looking pretty bad. It's not quite to the point where the sole of the shoe is hanging on by the slightest bit of glue, but there's a definate chance that will happen if I wore them every day for a month straight. The problem with shoes is that the only completely white shoes I ever find are either ass ugly, or not in my size. It's not like I need to get them in like size 15 or anything, it's only size 12, pretty fucking generic suze if you ask me, but damned if they aren't completely out of size 12 shoes whenever I look for them. It's gotta be a conspiracy against the lanky white guys, I tell you. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this shit some day. Not today though. For today It's all about cleaning...
I'm putting the song at the beginning of this post because I fucking feel like it today. So don't give me any shit about it. No, actually I just took a break from the monotony of reading. I've got another 3 chapters to read by Friday. Anyway, so I take this break, and decide to floss and brush my teeth now so I won't wake myself up doing it later (the violent shaking of my head has a tendency to do that), and I think to myself "turn some music on, stupid!" So Everlong was playin and it's such a kickass song, I just couldn't leave it out of the post. So I went to Walgreen's today for my "first" day. All I did was sign 2 papers and take a tour of the store. I got paid for an hour and a half though, so It's all good. I go back tomorrow for my first real day I guess. The chicken burger I had for dinner is calling my name from the firey depths of my stomach. It's asking for a friend. I think I'm gonna hold back though and not make another one and eat it. Yeah, so that's about it for now. Time to get back to reading. FUCK SCHOOL!
Yeah, so work was pretty gay today. All I did was watch these gay orientation videos and put stuff on shelves for 4 hours. It's not that bad considering that I really didn't do much and got paid for it, but it was just so damn boring. Not like Beef's man, there was always shit goin on there. Lewis Black is on campus tonight. That should be a good show. Hopefully better than gay ass Darryl Hammond last year who, according to Hoeksema, was drunk of his ass during his set. I've got the taste of turkey, soft pretzel, and ranch in my mouth right now. It's not a very good taste. I might have to go brush my teeth to get rid of it. Damn, I really had somethin I was gonna write about but completely forgot what it was. Oh well, maybe later.
Working at Walgreen's is the most boring job on the face of the earth on a Friday night. No one is coming there for anything. I'm seriously gonna apply at Best Buy and call up every day until they give me a job so I can be making more money and have a kickass discount on a new tv, which is badly needed over here. Damn, I really need some sleep, forgot everything I want to say here. Yeah, I guess I'm gettin kinda bad at that. Peace
I'm in love...Her name, Toast R.Oven. She makes the most delicious bagels. HAHAHA! Got all you bastards who thought I was gettin all sentimental and shit. Not that anyone reads this crap on a regular basis, so by "all you bastards" I mean Mike and possibly 2 or 3 other people. Got some Tater Tots in the oven right now. Nothin like a nice big ass batch of oven baked potatoes to get the afternoon kicked off right.
Work was pretty gay today. It was just too slow. At Beef's I would always want it to be dead so I could have a minute to relax and maybe even get out early. Walgreen's though, if you're not busy, you're bored as all hell. And they don't cut people if there's nothing to do, you just stand around waitin for somethin to do. It's fucking queer.
Today I heard several commercials playing on the "muzak" over the intercom speakers that said that November 18th is "National Smoke-out Day." What the hell were they thinkin naming it that??? I mean seriously, that's just not smart. Maybe they should have called it National Quit Smoking Day. Idiots man, all of them. Gonna buy a tv soon I think. We'll see. More to come later on I'm sure.
Tuesday was the day of retarded chores at Walgreens. I moved verything off of one shelf, just to put up a display that makes no sense and is way too tall for someone to get to. then I moved everyhing around for 3 hours and lefr having done basically no REAL work. I define REAL work as work that may be beneficial to the company. Nothing that I did was anywhere near beneficial to the company. SO anyway. Tonight Hoeks, Glisson, and I all went to Moore's to play poker with him and his roommate. I won. Yeah, that's right. I was the big baller. Too bad I was out of money and we played for nothing, or I'd have taken quite a huge pot. I got pucky a few times, but still I WON BITCHES!!!!
Anyway, I', hoping that I get a chance to do some actual work tomorrow, well no. I'm hoping that there is nothing for me to do all day long so I can just go home and get back to sleep.
I bought Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas yesterday. As of yet, I have no one to play it with, but I know my brother will want to see it as soon as he gets a chance to. I just hope Vicki doesn't mind. I'm going to ask for December 26-Jan 6th off so I can take my sister back to El Paso, tomorrow. Wal green's better not have shit to say about it or I'm going to raise all kinds of hell about it. Right now for some reason I really miss Beef's. Kyle, Trevor, Kendall, Jim, and all of the rest of the Beef's crew really seems to keep me in order. So maybe I should transfer there or something. That's just stupid, but I really want to go back home and visit them. I haven't seen the old Beefer in a long ass time. She better give ma at least one weekend off this month so I can go home, check on the Beefer, and see how my family is doing. I've got to go to sleep for now because of the incredible time restraints, but tomorrow I'm definately going to do something about what has been going on. PEACE!
Despite not having gone to bed at a very reasonable hour Thursday morning, and being pretty fairly intoxicated, I didn't feel like crap when I woke up at 8 to go to work. Hoeksema on the other hand... Damn, he slept til like 6 at night. I guess those two shotguns at one or so did a number on him. So work yesterday wasn't that bad. The truck comes in Thursday so all I did was put stuff on shelves for 7 hours. It wasn't that bad considering I know where alot more stuff goes now versus last Thursday. I still don't think I'm going to have a weekend off for awhile. We'll see though. The notes I scrawled out on a random half sheet of paper from Wednesday night tell a tale of random insanity. Half of it makes me crack up, the other half makes me wonder what the hell was going on. I wish I had Ocean's Eleven, cause I'd watch it right now. It's a damn good movie. I think my Core 3 essay went fairly well, I've gotten good grades on the first two, and this one is pretty much the same writing style, so I hope to get at least an A on this one. It wouldn't suprise me to get a B or C though, that's just how shit goes with me. As soon as I think I'm going strong, bam, I hit an unexpected brick wall, a or Mercury Grand Marquee.
I need to do some laundry today. Yeah, the darks. I also want to clean some stuff up around here. There's some random shit lying around that I could probably take care of. Might as well and change my sheets too, the straight out of the dryer smell is nice at night. Yeah. I've gotta get some scrubbing bubbles or somethin too. Might have to make a trip to Wal Mart soon to pick up some cleaning supplies. Gonna go get a head start on that Laundry.
Tonight has been the most boring night ever. Holy crap. If it wasn't for Ocean's Eleven being on TBS tonight, I'd have probably shot myself a long time ago. Well maybe that's a little harsh, or not harsh enough...hmmm never thought about it that way before. RAMBLING!!! Yeah, I've really got nothing to say, I'm just so fucking bored. Damnit man. I'm losing my mind. Yeah dude, I'm freaking out like crazy. Later biotch!!!
So I woke up before noon today. Not really sure how. It just happened that way. Last night I really didn't do anything contsructive with my life. After I got out of work, which definately seemed like it took twice the 8 and a half hours I was scheduled to work, I just kinda loafed around here for several hours. If anyone is looking for a good idea for a Christmas present for me, I could definately use a pizza cutter. It's getting pretty old cutting pizzas with a fucking steak knife. Yeah, so here's a link to my OFFICIAL CHRISTMAS LIST. You can check it out if you want to. So far all I have on it is a pizza cutter, but I'm sure I will add more at a later date.
So yesterday I learned that I have next friday and next Saturday off of work, so that means I get to go home for like the first time in forever. I need to get some shirts ironed while I'm there. Might have to do them myself if Mom doesn't feel like doing them for me. Whatever though, it'll just be nice to not be working.
Damn, the lottery is at $40 million right now. I'm definately gonna have to play that one. I know I might as well just flush a dollar down the toilet, but the thought of having that much money is just too much to pass up. I need to go lift really soon, but I sort of don't want to. Oh well, better stop being a bitch and just get my ass to the gym.
It's Monday the 13th!!! OOOOOOOOOO. HAHAHA. Anyway, work was pretty slow as usual today. The time doesn't ever pass quickly in that place. About 45 minutes into my shift I realized that I already had 4 voids. This kind of worried me, but then I checked under the cash drawer and saw that the girl who worked day shift had like 25 on the day, so I didn't feel quite as bad about it. My Packers pulled out a nail biter today, at least that's the word my brother gave me. Shit!! I was supposed to call him earlier and forgot all about it. I'll be a dickhead and call now hoping he's not asleep. Ok good I got a hold of him....Gonna talk to him for awhile. Ok, I'm done talkin to him. Good luck with that P.P man, you're gonna need it! Anyway, I've gotta get some shit done for English, so I'm gonna do that and hit the sack. Zip it up, and ZIP IT OUT!!!!
This used to be one of my favorite songs. It would really get me pumped for playing hockey. Then damn bastard Lars Ulrich got all pissed and started bitching about Napster, and thanks to him it got me kicked off and eventually got Napster shut down. FUCK YOU LARS ULRICH!!! Anyway, I'm waitin for Moore to get here so we can go to the Y and lift. It's supposed to me my shoulder day, but he's doing Back and Biceps, so I'll probably just do that. I'm not too sure how good of a back workout I can get at the UCF gym anyway, there's always people using the rowing machines and there aren't any good pull down machines either. They're all cable machines, not the free weight machines like at the Y back home. I'm also pretty sure I have skin cancer. It's something I'm definately going to have checked out. Here's to hoping that it's just me being paranoid and it's nothing. I've never been one to be a hypochondriac though, so it's probably life threatening. Wish me luck with all of that. Moore's here now so it's time for me to go get jacked. Yeah right.
So Moore and I ended up working chest and biceps today. I probably shouldn't have done chest considering I did it just sunday, but what the hell, you know? I might as well be working something and not sitting atound eating soft pretzels. Actually that's what I'm doing right now. Damn, I just realized this is my third post of the day. It's a good thing no one reads this crap, or they might realize what kind of a loser I am. "Grew a moustache and a mullet, got a job at chik-fil-a, citing artistic differences, the band broke up in May..." that's just a little bit out of one of my favorite Ben Folds Five songs, "Army." I should seriously considering cutting back on my daily intake of ranch dressing. Damn, I eat this stuff with EVERYTHING. Mike seems to think I have a problem. I've already started using the light ranch, because I'm pretty sure I'm gonna grow up to be a fatass, so I guess it's a step. Got some gay ass assignment due in CGS due tomorrow, definately not going to get that done, especially considering I'm working tomorrow night immediately after I'm done with school. Fucking gayness. I'm out of stuff to complain about for now. I'm sure I'll have some more soon.
For those of you who don't know, for about the last 2 1/2-3 months, I haven't had my watch. I've had this damn thing since I was in 8th grade and somehow misplaced it about a week after the semester started. Well, I finally got sick of not having it, and decided to look for it. After about 40 or so seconds of searching, it was right where I thought it would be, in my car's center console. The problem with this is, sometime over that span, the battery died. The dials indicate that it died at 12:13 PM Tuesday, the 4th. Seeing as though the last month in which the 4th day fell on a Tuesday was November of 2003, I'm pretty sure it hasn't been dead that long. What probably happened is the clock ran through the "31" on the first of another month which would probably mean it died the 3rd of October. So that solves that mystery. No it doesn't, that doesn't add up at all. Fuck it, it's dead. Who cares how long it's been that way. Anyway, I've gotta get to a Sears soon and get the battery replaced before the damn thing corrodes through the watch. I'll be super pissed if that kinda shit happens. I'd change the damn thing myself, bit Sears is the only place that has the tool to take the back off of it, crafty bastards at Fossil know how to make youn spend extra money. I'm gonna go take a shower and whatnot before I have to go to the library and class and all that crappy stuff. Later!!!
Yeah, so the plan for tomorrow is to get a lotto ticket and win the lotto. I'm banking entirely on the second half of that. It would definately make my day, no no, my week. I would probably go completely nuts for a half a month and end up dead in an alley somewhere if I did win the lottery though. I'd have no self control over taking stupid chances, because however I died, I'd have fulfilled my life's wildest dreams which include driving a ferrari, bitch slapping my boss, and possibly urinating on a public official. Well, I just came up with that last one, but I'd definately have enough money to cover the legal costs of that one. That is, if they even caught me. HAHAHAHAHAHA
SO work tonight was kinda gay. When is work not gay though??? When you're a professional hockey player probably. I'd definately not consider that being gay. Man, if only they'd use me as a strike breaker, I'd fucking do it. I'm trying to get another poker game going for tomorrow. I need to get a hold of Glisson to see if he's free. Considering he's the only one with poker chips, he's gotta be down for it to have a game. This also means I'll ahve to go to an ATM to get the 6 bucks I owe him from last time when we went to Arby's and I got the 5 for $5 deal. Damn, that is a good deal. I love Arby's!! Yeah, I said it. Think what you will, but those fucking sandwiches are good. I think I have something due in English tomorrow, but I'm just not sure what. I better find out before I go to bed. I've also got a pizza int he oven so I can't go to bed for at least another half hour I'm guessing. I'm gonna go eat the pizza now. PEACE!
Yeah, so this morning at around 2 I realized that today I had due an annotated bibliography for my core 4 essay in english comp. This would normally be no problem, but the killer is, I'm allowed to use only two internet resources. Seeing as though it was already 2 AM, I had to wait until today to get to the library. "FUCKIN' SHIT!" I thought. "I'm gonna have to wake up fucking early to get this fucking thing done before 11 (when I have to get on the bus to get to my 11:30 class on time)."
Fast forward to 6:58 AM. My alarm has been blaring for the last 13 minutes. I've been asleep for just undfer 4 hours. I finally wake up and after several minutes of trying to remember how the hell my alarm works, I just unplug it and go back to sleep.
The time is now 9:45. Somehow, I woke up on my own, Don't ask me how, cause normally I'd have slept until 5 PM if there wasnt an alarm to wake me up. "SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!! I've only got an hour and 15 minutes before I have to get on the bus to get to my class and I still have to shower, make a trip to and from school and still have to find type the last 3 sources in my annotated bib!!!!"
After a 5 minute shower and a quick sprint to the bus stop, I caught a bus, I was now on my way to campus. I got to the library and by some act of god, there was a computer open to look up the books I'd be needing. I quickly found 4 books which could be useful and ran to the spot where they might be. None of them were there, so I just grabbed 4 books on immigration and ran to the circulation counter to check them out. When I got to the bus stop on campus, there was a big fucking bus jsut waiting there for me. As soon as I set foot on it, the bus driver took off. Thank god he went to my stop first or I'd have taken another 15 minutes to get home.
It was 10:25 as I walked through the door. Now I've done some good bullshitting in my day, but the next ten minutes were going to be a work of art. I quickly scrawled down the bibliographical information of all the books, read the table of contents and a few lines out of each book and wrote like I'd never written before. I've pulled off some close calls in my day, but let me tell you, none of them ahve been as miraculous as this one. My entire morning has hinged on perfect timing and catching every break possible. Days like these don't come along very often, so when you have one in your grasp, you'd better not waste the opportunity to cash in on it. On that note, the lottery is at $40 million dollars and there is a drawing tonight. I have 3 dollars in my wallet and a list of 16 random numbers my brother gave me. I'd say if ever there was a good shot of hitting it big, tonight is the night.
Work on Thursdays goes so much faster than any other shift. Doing all the shit that comes witht he truck, the unloading, the sorting, the shelving, damn, it's so much more time consuming than standing there at the counter waiting for customers to come up to you. I'm starting to figure out where stuff goes better too, so I'm alot better at putting the things on the shelves now too. As you could probably figure out from all the talk about working today, I didn't win the lottery. FUCKIN RIGHT! Publix has a commercial supporting Thanksgiving. I have a new found respect for Publix. Anyway. I have to do my Core 4 introduction paragraph tonight. It doesn't ahve to be good by any means, but I have to do it none the less. Getting up tomorrow to go lift isn't going to be easy. Logically, I should be tired at some point tonight earlier than normal because I woke up early ass to go to work, but I know it won't go down like that. Through work I hadn't eaten a thing and felt fine. Since I got home, I've eaten two turkey sandwiches, two chicken burgers, a pizza, and a whole lot of water. I dunno if that's alot of food or what, but it was damn delicious. I'm gonna have to get started on that essay I guess. Damn essays suck.
No time for songs. I've only got a couple minutes and I really feel like ranting about something. Walgreen's sent me on lunch break tonight after only an hour and a half. I can't tell you how much that pisses me off. It really sucks all kinds of dick. When I get back there I'm going to have 6 hours left before I can go home. I don't like that feeling at all. Plus the schisophrenic bitch of a manager expects me to know how to do everything when no one really trained me. Pretty much everything I know I've had to ask people how to do or pick up on my own. Fuck Walgreen's man, fuck them in their stupid asses. I actually wore a tie to work tonight. The combo of that and the vest makes me feel like kicking my own ass. Tomorrow...looking for a new job. When I get hired somewhere else, I'm definately gonna take a shit right in the middle of the floor at Walgreen's when I quit. They can call the cops on me if they want, but they'll never make it in time, I'll be long gone by the time they get there. Anyway, I've gotta get back to work. HAPPY THOUGHTS!!!
Yeah, so I did, in fact, go back to work last night. As I was driving back I was still pretty pissed off, but I just thought to myself, "dude, don't worry about it, you don't care enough to worry." Yeah, that made so much sense, it's scary.
So last weekend was pretty cool. Mike and I had some fun playing playstation and doing what we do. Saturday night we went to Ale House in Tampa, Mike wasn't very happy about driving out that far, a "50 fucking minute drive," he said. I wasn't really paying that much attention to what was going on, but I'm pretty sure his attitude toward the situation changed throughout the night. We ended up out that far because it was Trevor and Josh's birthday and Trevor was meeting some random broads out there. Josh ended up setting a date for another Weeki Wachee excursion, so I'm set for December 17-19. I'm definately not going to work that weekend regardless of what they say. Frankly, Im kinda suprised Josh even told us about this one considering the crap that went on during the last one. I'm gonna make sure to bring extra food this time so that I don't end up getting hungry and stealing Josh's noodles, it'll help to use it as a peace offering too. I feel pretty bad about having done that, especially since when he discovered they were gone, he went to eat the hot pocket that Justin had already eaten. Yeah, speaking of that mooching bastard, if he's there I'm gonna bring a seperate cooler to hide some food in. Beer too. Man, He's such a mooch. But yeah, we'll be better prepared this time, for sure. OH SHIT!!! THE RED BEACON LIGHT!!!!! Definately gonna have to bring that. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! THIS IS AWESOME!!!
Yeah, so happy Thanksgiving to everyone. I hope you all ate way more than you should have. I was in a good mood all day until about 2 hours ago when I left home for Orlando because I have to work tomorrow. I don't think I've ever held work in such a low light as right now. I mean don't get me wrong, I've generally always thought working sucked, but right now I'm seriously contemplating going in tomorrow and dropping a deuce in the middle of the floor, flicking everyone off, bitch slapping my managers, and spitting on someone, just for good measures. So yeah, I'm the only one here right now, and I know noone else is going to be here anytime soon, so I'm not bothering to wear pants for the rest of the night. It's sort of my silent protest to my own loneliness here. Seeing as though I have a rather large ammount of time to kill alone over the next 3 days, I'm going to try my hardest to get some of the script for Cougarbear knocked out. I figure if I write it, as a group we can all take a look at it and fix parts and rewrite it as needed, but at least this way, we'll have a general overview of the script.
Work probably won't be that bad tomorrow, a little more crowded that usual, but it shouldn't disrupt my shit, I'm just going to be unloading the truck. And at least I don't have to close, because cleaning up at night is going to take fucking forever. I'm out at 5:30, so that's not too bad. Plus I have all of Saturday off...to do
Yeah, I might get my hand xrayed soon too, just as a precautionary measure to see if my finger is really jacked or what. The bruise seems to be subsiding, but I don't want it to be completely fucked and have it come back to haunt me when I'm like 60 or so. Yeah, like I'll make it to 60...HAHAHAHAHA. Anyway, I'm gonna go do something to occupy the time. Hope you have a better day tomorrow than I'm planning on.
So today a lady came into Walgreen's in one of those electric chairs made for people who are disabled and can't really walk around. They're mainly used by old people who just can't walk around like they once used to be able to. I have nothing against them, they're just old so they need a chair once in awhile I guess. This chick wasn't old though. I'd say mid thirties at the oldest. She was just so incredibly fat she couldn't support the weight of her body with her own legs. It is one of the saddest sights I've ever seen. What makes it so incredibly sad, is the fact that she is content with being such a fat slob. If I ever get that fat I hope someone drowns me in a bowl of cereal or forces me to eat myself to death like the fat guy in the movie Seven. Those would be the only acceptable ways for someone that fat to die. The chair wasn't even a regular chair. It could barely fit through the doors because it was a special widened chair. Man, totally sad.
The rest of work today was slow as shit. It seemed like a week went by between the time I got there in the morning and the time I left for lunch. They made me take my lunch break a little earlier than I would have liked to also. I'm really gettin the hang of most of the shit though, so that's a plus. Not workin again til Thursday. That also is a plus.
The tenative plans for next Wednesday, December 8, include Mike and I going to the Velvet Revolver concert at Hard Rock Live here in Orlando. Tickets are 41 bucks, which is way more expensive than the free STP show we saw my senior year of high school, and while Velvet Revolver is a kickass band, they're no STP so it won't be as good a show I don't think, I'm still looking forward to going though because Scott Weiland alone can put on a good show.
Nine days after the concert, on December 17, Weeki Wachee Winter 2004 is going down. There is nothing like a trip to Weeki Wachee. Some people might be thinking things like "what is there for you guys to do there in that small river house?" or "a bunch of dudes crammed in a house for a weekend...sounds kinda suspect to me..." But let me tell you, When all the hassles of life start gnawing at the back of your skull like a rodent trying to force it's way in, there is nothing like a weekend of things you will never remember first hand to straighten everything out for you. so far the list of things to inculde will be as follows:
Yeah, that should make for quite an interesting trip. Hopefully this time I won't piss Josh off because I'm pretty sure that if I do, he's going to make me sleep in the car or the bed of his truck or soemthing and that just wouldn't be cool.
On a sad note, tonight I finished off all of the Thanksgiving leftovers. Yeah, I'm gonna miss them. Anyway, I've gotta get some sleep. I may or may not have a test tomorrow.
Well, I didn't have a test yesterday, thank god. Class was gay as hell. I was tired as fuck and didn't wanna be there, so didn't pay much attention. Tomorrow my Core 4 rough draft is due in ENC 1101. I'm really not looking forward to writing that. I really haven't done much of the research either. Sure I checked the books out and all, but that's just the first step in a slow and boring process. I really really really don't want to get started on that, but I also don't want to get a bad grade on this essay. I need at least an 87 on this piece of shit to get an A in the class and my lowest grade in there so far is an 88, so I think I can pull it off. I need between 1000 and 1250 words for this essay and so far I have 145. We'll see how it goes.
I can't freaking wait for the break, specifically December 16th, when Mike and I will presumably leave for Weeki Wachee. Well that's what we did last time, left the Thursday night before and stayed until Sunday morning. This time I'm not going to have to work Sunday morning though and will definately not slow down Saturday night because of the long drive ahead. Man, It's kinda sad that that is one of the only things I'm looking forward to right now, but you know, I lead a sad life. Later.