brightnight

bah long fucking week. my supervisor had surgery so i was in charge of the popcorn farm all week. babysitting a 50 year old alcoholic who drinks in his car on breaks, a 22 year old pot head who smokes joints to the head in his car while on break.(both of these two drive fork lifts durring the course of the evening). the other one (axel) is a good egg even if his english isn't so good. julio is a pompus ass who i don't trust as far as i can throw him but luckily for me he doesn't like me too much and just stays out of my way for the most part. i hate my job.
got a call from an old friend last night that i haven't seen or spoken to in well over a year. she had some interesting news. and apparently i'm only the 2nd person she told this news to. wierd
fought with my parent. over nothing really. my mom was pissed off when she got home from work, so was my dad, i was beat to hell when i got home. slowly a normal conversation escalated into more pissed-off-ness.
stupid shit everywhere
time for some drinks and stephen king(both books and movies) this should be a good way to start the weekend. i hope
oh and my girlfriend is having issues and is too far away for me to hold her in my arms to help bring home the point that everything is going to be alright. i miss her too much. much too much? a much too much.