Success!
I promise to give evidence of my Winehouse-y-ness when someone uploads photos of it onto Facebook. And keep in mind of two things: a) I was probably drunk/very tipsy and 2) Whoever took the pictures didn’t have a ‘beep’ noise or a flash on their camera, and so I never knew when to smile and pose and when to not.
I celebrated Halloween last night.
I kept my pants on the whoole night, just like I (didn’t exactly) promise!
Yay!
- Free cupcakes at work. As opposed to the ones that cost a dollar for the staff bake sale, which turn your mouth black from the frosting.
- Toddlers in costumes, because it’s the Friday before Halloween, and they just got off school, and their moms took them shopping in costume. There was a girl dressed as a kitty, a girl dressed as a pig, a boy dressed as a lion (who also ran around the area, jumping in front of people and rawring), and a father-son duo that I suspect was an attempt at the Blues Brothers.
- More cupcakes.
Also, fun stories about how our LPO isn’t allowed to play hockey for a certain pick-up league up north. Because he hit someone in the face with a helmet. Rather, their helmet. And something about punching a guy in the face, I dunno.
ALL ZOMBIE ATTACKS SHOULD TAKE PLACE TO THE SONGS OF ABBA.
- I slept for four hours before working for seven.
- Apparently no one knew it was Halloween until today, and so everyone scrambled to buy candy and last minute costumes
- There were three people on the floor, with six people’s worth of work.
- I was called up to cash several times, and after a while I refused to go. I had too much shit to do.
- We didn’t establish who covers what departments, so I ended up taking almost all the calls
- We’re overloaded with stock that we can’t put out because the floor is full, and the morning crew was upset we didn’t get enough space for them to place all the shipment we’ve been getting.
- Someone called in sick, and I worked an extra half hour to cover until the next person got there
- I spend 60 dollars on Fallout New Vegas for my brother’s birthday, since I owe him a few years worth of gifts, and I have a suspicion that he would prefer it on PC instead of on the XBOX 360.
The icing on my fucking stupid day?
- I fucking broke our washing machine. I put too much stuff in it because I’m a fucking idiot, and it got really heavy, as wet clothes are wont to do, and I burned out the motor. I heard a bad noise coming from it, and when I rushed to turn it off and open it, smoke was coming out of the basin. We don’t know how badly it’s broken, and thus how much it’ll cost to fix it.
So, uh, kill me.
Hopefully tomorrow evening will allow me to forget all the shit that happened to me today.
So, I think I’m going to go to bed.
It seems like a good idea.
(Besides, my cat is at my feet, and she’s basically begging me to go to get into bed so she can sleep at my feet and feel loved).
(She just wants me for my body, I swear)
It’s about dildo’s. Because what else would we talk about?
I’m buying Fable III. I’ll make my brother move the XBOX360 out of his room to play it, I ain’t sitting in that cave, no sir.
I like the franchise, the games aren’t insanely difficult/don’t require a lot of forethought like RPGs do (coughFINALFANTASY), and the voices of Stephen Fry and Nicholas Hoult are in it.
Stephen Fry’s voice means Reaver is still around. Which makes sense, because he was immortal. And Reaver is the best, because he DGAF about anything except for getting tail (any tail, lady tail, gentleman tail), drinking, money and himself. He’s an asshole, and I’d hate him IRL, but in game, he makes everything better. I wish he had more time in the game instead of Garth, that depressing weirdo.
I’m not working this weekend
I’m not working this weekend
Apparently, I was supposed to work on Sunday, but a girl from work texted me and asked if she and I could switch shifts - my Sunday shift for her shift next Saturday. Apparently she had asked for Saturday off, but didn’t get it.
On the bright side, this means that:
a) I’ll be able to finish cleaning my bedroom properly
b) I don’t have to worry about having a terrible hangover on Sunday, because our party is on Saturday
c) I don’t have to come up with a work appropriate costume to wear to work (because Winehouse is barely appropriate).
d) I might actually get to visit my grandparents on Sunday, for the first time in weeks.
e) I’ll get to maybe give out candy for Trick-or-Treaters, and then, on the premise I’m not working Monday, probably go out Sunday night with Jess/Snooki, for some good, ol’ fashioned “GET REALLY, REALLY DRUNK AND DANCE IN COSTUME” night out.
