Archive for May, 2006


May 28th, 2006 1 comment

X-Men 3 was a bad movie.

Avoid it.


*pedal pedal pant pant*

May 22nd, 2006 No comments

Rode from the house to the MAX this morning. Took 19min 5 sec, or 20 minute to the non-dorks in the crowd. So that’s entirely viable. Work was okay, got off a little late because I slacked a wee bit. Jefe hired a new kid to wash, um, week before last? Scared him off already. Wasn’t even my fault.

School, meh. So. Ready. For. Summer.

Rode downtown after school, which is like another 20 minute ride. Hit a nail. Dammit. Back to the shop yet again.

Better behaved on the food thing, too. Um, go me?


Naughty, naughty Doom

May 21st, 2006 No comments

I’ve been very bad this week.  Not, like, treason and rape bad, but, um, less interesting bad.

I went into some dietary and financial extravagances.  Partly due to a coworker’s birthday, but mostly a sense of why bother trying (see last post).

Snapping out of that. Working on getting my shit back together and rejoining the adult world.

Tomorrow I’m going to ride my bike part of the way to work. Should be good cycling weather (read: rainy).  Picked up a copy of Writer’s Market, because I need to get off the stick with the professional writing thing.

Go me.


Financial poop

May 16th, 2006 No comments

Well, getting out of Mom’s house isn’t going to be doable until I get more money.

I’m apparently not getting paid more for my prep shifts, at least my check’s not showing a second pay rate. It might be a clerical error. Might be. That’s more of a personal than a practical thing, even if I’d gotten an extra buck an hour (unlikely) it would only be $6-7/week.

Well, I could get an SRO in any of a number of welfare hotels. But, no.


I’m less than $5 short on my budget, but that’s not counting any spending money. So I would have to dip into my savings every month to sit in a studio apartment. A probably not very nice one.


In other news, the house is under attack from baby spiders. I hope we get a real winter one of these year to kill some of these fuckers off.


Poppin’ pills

May 16th, 2006 No comments

My dad was in town this weekend and, as is increasingly common, we were talking about aging. Work and aging, but we’ve always talked about work.

I tell him that work makes my back sore (my prep shifts more than my dish shifts) and I’d started taking ibuprofen every morning I had to work. He gives me a funny look and asks “How old ARE you??”

Speaking of ibuprofen, I was at work Sunday (grrr) on break and one of the bussers, this Guatamalan woman in her late 40’s/early 50’s complains that she woke up with a sore throat and when she got to work someone gave her some pills that made it go away but made her dizzy. I asked her what they were and she said ibuprofen. WTF? The pill provider showed up a bit later and I asked what the pills had been and she confirmed they were, indeed, ibuprofen.

I hope she never gets a hold of any vicodin. That would fuck her world all up.

I’m not scheduled this weekend! Yay!!!!!


Hate. Summer.

May 11th, 2006 1 comment

I’m sweating.

Fuck this shit.


Upcoming: new cell phone

May 2nd, 2006 No comments

My Cingular contract is expiring on the 8th and of course my phone is crapping out.

I get to get a new phone! Yay!!!!