January 10, 2011
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weekend? what weekend?
fully expecting to work at least a 10 hour day in the beer/orgy dept (Saturday), the boss walks in 'round 1:30am and hollers "stock up, clean up...!" [shweet!]. if I hurry, I can get me some beers before the 2am bell, being tomorrow's a day off, and all. I don't beat the bell after all being that I gotta creep around slow in this snowy urban wilderness to avoid crashing, but that's ok. I'll hit the store tomorrow at noon, and pick up some beers while grocery shopping and depositing that check I still have in my wallet (they don't call me dumbass for nuthin'
). instead of getting some sleep directly after work, I go and watch a remake of a zombie movie on Netflix ('Day of the Dead'. this time directed by the guy who gave us 'Friday the 13th part 2'). I clean the house a bit, go for a pooperdog walk, do some shopping, pick up some beers (once at the store, I realize that the new law about buying beers at 7am -instead of noon- on Sunday has been enacted. I could have went shopping a bunch earlier. no matter), DEPOSIT SAID CHECK...FINALLY
, then come home, bullshit with Jay a bit. it seems his water pipes are frozen
. I ask him what I can do to help, but he wants to tackle it alone. I tell him he can use my place for showers and shitter if needed. then just as I sit down to watch some football, I crash thru both games. yep. slept straight thru 'em. dammit! this night shift thing is screwing me up big time. I'm thinkin' I got enough sleep before tonight's shift...here comes another long week, I'm thinkin'. please, let us have a whole weekend this time. please? oh well. at least I can look forward to a big paycheck come this Wednesday...gotta shave, shower, etc. and get ready for a new weeks worth of der stalag (work will set you free).
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