Yea. I know.
If anyone has any ideas, it would very awesome of you!!
When it finally got into my head that these were due soon, I thought, Well, I should be working on them!! But alas, I work Friday and Saturday from 5pm to 4am. And that means that I sleep till 12-2 on Sat. and Sun. So, I get half of Sun. and half of Mon. to finish this entire thing.
But. I'm moving. So, I'm supposed to be packing and what not as well. Will I ever have time to finish this essay?? Will I ever come to an insight about culture??
Oh, and the two days a week that I am able to sleep in, there are a bunch of fuckers outside tearing up the trees and shit. Twice this morning they've dropped some on the roof above where I was sleeping. They are really loud. And they're working on a Sunday!???
My doggy needs to piss.
So, I go to work last night. I'm pretty close to the store, so I look inside to see who's working, and what do I see??? Santa hats!!! Santa hats????? The store is all decorated Christmas style and everyone is wearing Santa hats. IT'S NOT EVEN THANKSGIVING. I'm going, oh my god. I can't really stand all the Christmassy stuff until a couple days before the day. yeah. But you know, cool, we're getting into the holiday spirit, right? Wrong. We have an expection on Monday, and the door to the office is a mess. So our boss wanted a reason to cover it up. Ya know, rather than actually clean it. So she covered it up with wrapping paper and made it a Christmas present, and she decorated the store and bought everyone Santa hats. Oh joy 
And what the hell last night?? Was the tv only playing TB commercials and everyone decided they had to have a burrito????? We got busy as hell last night from 1130 to 1am. I was getting pissed. That, and one of our workers decided it would be a grand idea if he got some rope from his car, made a noose, and took the chair from the office up to the roof, brought up a box, and something else, and set up a stage. So he and another co-worker had a concert on the roof. I was pissed. Shit needs to be done, and they're fucking around on the roof, which is supposed to be locked. But since he forgot his rope, I have it 
After he left, it was the boss, me, and the good employee (usually). So, I put on the Turtles in my cd player, since they didn't know who they were, and I got into great spirits listening to "Happy Together" and other such hippy music. I got to do most of the manager stuff last night. That was good. I tried to open the door to the safe, but since the handle is fucked up, a think I popped a blood vessel in the knuckle of my pinkie. It was a bluish color, know it's an off-red color.
My dog is licking his butt. He thinks it tastes good!
The moving situation. Now that winter is coming, and Oregon is getting really wet, I'm finding out that my place gets really really really really really moldy; especially in the bedroom and the bathroom. And there are frogs in the bathroom. Jesse (my bf) called the landlord, he came over and looked at all the mold everywhere, and said that he would clean the roof and gutters. WTF????? 
NO. This place is really bad for our health, living in a moldy place. He should be paying us to live here! So, Jesse and I are moving to his mom's house, we're going to save some money, and get a new place! Yeah! Ok, well, my stomach hurts and I'm getting dizzy, so I'm going to eat empanadas that were left over last night from taco bell. YUMMY!! 
