Somebody To Love - Queen
Friday I felt like crap, I had to leave work early I felt like so much crap. If I would of stayed in public for another 2 minutes I would of either hung myself off the bread cabinet or thrown cheese at a customer.
I napped a lot and ended up in bed at 10, which was actually good considering I had to work at 7 the next day. I like morning shifts, they go by really fast for some reason, a lot faster than night shifts. I got to leave an hour early, which was awesome but counting Friday and the hour I lost Saturday, thats 5 hours of possible work gone. Anyways, I sat around Doolys getting drunk waiting for Joseah to come drop off his CD for me. He showed up with a box of goodies, it was almost too much. A tshirt, posters, 7 or 8 cds, just a whole whack of treats, I am supremely grateful.
I hopped on the 80, heading towards Mike's to make supper. I made sheppard's pie, which they told me was delicious and I found super amazing also. But, dessert was a disaster, I'm not quite sure what happened, but it didn't turn out the way it should have. Succesful for the most part though. They started calling people with a story that Mike was moving to Calgary to work for pepsi, therefor they were having a party as a send off. I don't know how, but it actually worked. People showed up and bam there was a party brewing. A party like any other, nothing special happened, lots of weed was smoked. Fuck, I miss having my own pot. Someday, when the bills are caught up, me and marijuana shall be reunited again.
Oh wait, something special did happen, Merril put on a Queen DVD because the boy is a fucking genius. Somebody To Love has been on repeat for the last 2 hours. I have him to thank for reminding me about this amazing song, damn Freddie can sing. I passed out on a chair with Dark Side of the Moon in my headphones. I woke up and dragged myself down the hill and home. A few hour long afternoon naps and I was good to go for work.
We are now Monday night, I've worked every day since Thursday and I will work tomorrow. Its my fault, I make little notes next to the schedule asking people to give me shifts on my day offs. I really need to get some money together, I want to visit Moncton this summer, I want to get out of Halifax for a bit. When I got home from work, Savannah was here and I realized I hadnt seen her since last Monday. What the fuck is that? We live together, it should be virtually impossible to not see each other yet it happened. I didn't even know the whole break up story, I knew nothing. Chalk one up for conflicting work schedules.
I napped a lot and ended up in bed at 10, which was actually good considering I had to work at 7 the next day. I like morning shifts, they go by really fast for some reason, a lot faster than night shifts. I got to leave an hour early, which was awesome but counting Friday and the hour I lost Saturday, thats 5 hours of possible work gone. Anyways, I sat around Doolys getting drunk waiting for Joseah to come drop off his CD for me. He showed up with a box of goodies, it was almost too much. A tshirt, posters, 7 or 8 cds, just a whole whack of treats, I am supremely grateful.
I hopped on the 80, heading towards Mike's to make supper. I made sheppard's pie, which they told me was delicious and I found super amazing also. But, dessert was a disaster, I'm not quite sure what happened, but it didn't turn out the way it should have. Succesful for the most part though. They started calling people with a story that Mike was moving to Calgary to work for pepsi, therefor they were having a party as a send off. I don't know how, but it actually worked. People showed up and bam there was a party brewing. A party like any other, nothing special happened, lots of weed was smoked. Fuck, I miss having my own pot. Someday, when the bills are caught up, me and marijuana shall be reunited again.
Oh wait, something special did happen, Merril put on a Queen DVD because the boy is a fucking genius. Somebody To Love has been on repeat for the last 2 hours. I have him to thank for reminding me about this amazing song, damn Freddie can sing. I passed out on a chair with Dark Side of the Moon in my headphones. I woke up and dragged myself down the hill and home. A few hour long afternoon naps and I was good to go for work.
We are now Monday night, I've worked every day since Thursday and I will work tomorrow. Its my fault, I make little notes next to the schedule asking people to give me shifts on my day offs. I really need to get some money together, I want to visit Moncton this summer, I want to get out of Halifax for a bit. When I got home from work, Savannah was here and I realized I hadnt seen her since last Monday. What the fuck is that? We live together, it should be virtually impossible to not see each other yet it happened. I didn't even know the whole break up story, I knew nothing. Chalk one up for conflicting work schedules.
posted by Lindsay at 5/30/2005
1 Comments:
It's all I can do to get the image of you flinging cheese at people out of my head. Those slices are so thin and sharp they might hurt somebody! I guess that's why they call them cheese "slices".
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