maybes_smashing

oh jesus, do my feet hurt. tonight was the WORST night i've worked in a long time. it's a very rare event that i'm at work and pissed off for an extended period of time, but fuck, from the moment i got there at three, the cooks were off. every one of my tables had to wait a minimum of thirty minutes for their food and a lot of them had to wait an hour. this is after waiting two hours for a table. needless to say, the tips were less than optimal for shit i had no control over. hell, the tips are less than optimal anyway because these mountain people have no understanding of expected gratuities and service standards, etc. motherbitches. i got my ass kicked, but i walked with a hundred. and i walked with ninety-some last night, so by the end of tomorrow night, the bills should be paid and we should have enough to have a nice dinner together on monday night.

i talk about work entirely too much.

so anyway, i went to walmart to buy a couple more clip-on lamps last night and they didn't have any. fuckers. hopefully in the next two weeks i'll have a set to send in, goddamn.

i'm considering going back to my piercer and asking him to change my jewelry. my nipples and hoops are NOT working out. i want barbells. i think i'll have a better time healing that way. and when i walk into things (or when people don't look where they're going and slam into me with trays), life won't be so painful.

i love degrassi. canadians kill me.

i wish i had more time to read. i've been reading the same book for two weeks. at this point, i'm just tired of it. i may just drop it for a while and start reading chuck palahniuk's diary.

BUT! i'm babbling and i'm hungry, so... bye!