March 17, 2012

• ain't that some shit, they must want them parts out real bad, if they're willing to pay a good 11 or 12 of us $22 (plus)/hour to work tonight.  the good news (if any) is we only work 8 hours.  the boss says "keep your phones on, I may call to cancel...".  here's hopin'.  my liver's dryin' out.  I haven't had a beer in like 6 days (almost a new personal record).  most all of us protested, but he wouldn't budge.  i don't like it much, but an extra $180 (something) on top of the weeks work and Saturday's time and a half ought to help shave down my debt even faster.  I just gotta grin and bear it.  it can't last forever, even though I feel like we're (collectively) that guy that pushes that big rock up the mountain.  what was his name?  Syphilis?  no.  I can't remember.

  seems I bought me a PS3 game online a month ago (prob'ly when I was half in the bag), and didn't download it.  I realized my mistake, downloaded it and played a little bit. it's Grand Theft Auto IV, and it's a damn hoot!  some of the characters and most of the story line is pretty silly. for example; in order to keep your energy level up, you walk into a burger joint and order yourself a burger...the lady behind the counter says "burger and a hand job; 1 dollar".  I laughed my ass off at the sleazy adult content.  pretty funny shite!

  left work, feeling somewhat disappointed at not having tonight off.  did us a pooperdog walk.  maybe I'll snarf a bowl of honey bunches of sand burrs before hittin' the hay *plan*

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