connielingus

Ugh. I'm fucking tired. Haven't had a day off since last Saturday, won't have one til the 17th. That will be a sweet day, indeed.
Bartending school is a breeze, I really enjoy it. One more week and I'll be a certified mix-ologist. Next step after that is finding me a better gig, one that will bring me more prosperity and fullfillment. I know our economy is in the shitter and tips are bad all over, but it takes a very consistent effort to drag my ass to my current job. Fuck the money, I just don't like it. The girls are catty and idiotic, and the heavy trays I have to lug are breaking my damn back. At the end of the day, when I count my often minimum wage pay/tips, it's just not worth it.

I'm still kinda hiding myself away from the world and trying my hardest to keep my attitude positive. Some days are easier than others, but I'm getting there. Second goal in line after the job is getting myself back in shape and healthier. This alone will raise my spirits.

So that's the plan and I'm sticking to it.

Also: I finally saw The Strangers this week. I'd heard from so many people that it was some really scary shit. A few people even admitted to having to turn on all the lights at home for a few nights after viewing.
Umm, yeah no. What a horrible fucking excuse for a horror movie, I literally screamed "What the fuck?!?!" at the screen when it ended. I should've known better when I saw Liv Tyler was the lead. Ick ick ick.

I'm having a love affair with Patsy Cline, this week. Her voice gives me happy goosebumps all over.



Love to you all.