hyenahell

funny. i should be tired. last night was long. the following occured:
- someone threw a lit cigarette at me. mouse, my bouncer, promptly threw him out.
-i made more martinis for three women than i have made in about three months.
-the register mysteriously broke. a group hug between me, rhys, lori, and our owner magically fixed it. it was touching. we did celebratory shots. i picked up my boss about four feet off the ground and twirled him around. jaeger makes you strong.
-one of my super obnoxious once-in-a-while customers knocked over an entire table along with all its contents while arm wrestling. mouse promptly threw him out.
-i got to play operation ivy and no one gave me shit. also, no one requested led zeppillin, phish, or *shudder* widespread panic. this made me happy.
-some kid ran outside and started throwing trashcans at one of my regular's van. for no apparent reason whatsoever. after briefly questioning him as to his intent, mouse promptly beat the shit out of him. the ass beating was so severe, the guy's friend thanked mouse for "not kicking him in the face a second time".

didn't make great money. but it was okay. i also didn't want to kill anyone. except the previously mentioned arm-wrestling guy. i did want to kill him.

and the work crew next door didn't show up this morning. so i got some sleep. even though the phone kept waking me up. see last entry for angry, awakened by the wrong number, ranting Hyena.

that is all. i think i cam out ahead. as for tonight, well. we'll see.