February 19, 2012
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blather, blather...
the second batch of pork (4 lbs of ribs) hit the crock pot along with some leftover stock from the first, plus some Caijun seasoning, brown sugar, unt bar-b-que sauce to be stewed over night (mmmmms!). meanwhile I make me some 80 cent Hamburger Helper wannabe. I know now why these meals were half as cheap as your real HH. even the dog took another look at it before she woofed it. it wasn't bad, it just had that 'Ramen noodle' flavor package taste. I'm glad I bought a ton of 'em
. but food is food, and it didn't have any pork in it
.today, was our last 12'er at the stalag. there wasn't any goodbyes and/or thanks from our vacant boss. it just seemed like a "normal" day, 'cept for the fact that I got farmed out to work with track marriage, which normally I'd really bitch about, but it gave me something steady to do all day, while the rest of the crew cleaned what was already cleaned for hours on end, waiting for rails that never showed... I played the part of a robot that happened to be out getting repaired. marking parts that had been riveted and placing them on conveyor belt pallets. pretty simple and boring, but better than cleaning. I assume I start tomorrow at 10pm for the first day of my 3rd shift. we get zero info from our boss (as per his normal vacant self), we can only go by what's been posted on a sheet in the hall. some peeps names appear on more than one shift. typical vague stalag info that gives you more questions than answers. I truly look forward to 8's. even lunch gets paid for now! it's like a "real" job (as opposed to prison camp hours). I'm sure I'll have my bitches about it soon enough [stay tuned...news at 11]. I also like the fact that, even though I've only been working 32 to 36 hours a week for these past 3 or 4 weeks, I still have cabbage to throw toward my debt pay-down. and on that note, here's hopin' we have us at least a one day weekend (rumors abound that we'll prob'ly work 7-8's. that'd suck!).
I only have 3 beers tonight. I thought I had more in the coolerator, or I'd have stopped off for another 6'er on the way home. some TV, a little PS3, then I conked out on the couch. I move to the bed to crash some more, but I gotta be careful now with the new schedule that I time my sleep right for the new night shift. we got an extra 4 hours per day to figure out a real sleep pattern (that doesn't involve switching from days to nights)...maybe my body clock can be readjusted to become that true 3rd shifter. I never really have problems with sleep (like I did back when my throat crack used to bother the shit outta me
). it'll be a bit weird to readjust, then again, knowing the stalag, they'll prob'ly scrap the whole idea and go back to the original 12's within a week. It wouldn't surprise me a bit...wow. my tired bland ramblings go on and on about nothing. maybe I'll go back to sleep and figure out my sleep schedule thinger tomorrow *plan*
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