Wow. So, I opened up on bar at 9:30 Saturday morning. (For those of you keeping track, that's the night the girl came over 
)
So, I woke up that morning around 8, after really not sleeping well. I haven't been sleeping all week. I go through these phases; sometimes I spend as much as six months sleeping almost a solid eight hours a night, but without fail, the next six months are spent tossing and turning and glaring at the clock.
I'm in my not-sleeping phase right about now.
So, I woke up to open bar at O-Dawn-thirty in the morning, busted my ass for a couple hours, then bull-shitted around for the rest of the shift (having only 5 bar customers all day). I did, however, meet the general manager of a local bar. After pouring drinks and talking to this guy for like an hour and a half or so, he told me I should stop by his bar sometime.
Making connections rocks. I know I won't be bartending at Olive Garden forever (NeuroticTim thinks I'll be managing there by this time next year, based on events so far, and of course, my fantastic leader-worthy personality ) So, meeting up with the head hancho of another popular bar in my town... yeah. Good times.
I got off of work from my incredibly slow bar shift around four-thirty. It was so slow all day. When I got home, the finishing touches were being put on the rat cage. We'll be putting them in tonight, I hope I'm so excited.
So, anyways. I got home, and changed, and then we hung around not doing much (ran to the store for a couple more rat cage supplies, and food, and the ABC store) got home, and I showered. While I was in the shower, the girl called and said she was on her way.
She got there at like eleven at night. We had a couple drinks (upon my suggestion. I was a little nervous, what can I say...) We hung around on the couch and watched The Rockateer until like midnight or so, then spent the next couple hours in the bedroom.
It was pretty fun. I'm really self-conscious, can't help it. So, things might not have run as smoothly as everyone wanted, but, I still think it went pretty well.
Like three in the morning, everyone but me was sound asleep. I layed there, staring at the clock...
Seriously frustrating. I kept rolling over, trying to get comfortable, it just wasn't working. I layed there for a couple hours trying to sleep, and just couldn't get there. After opening bar, I was tired. So, by like five or six (whatever un-godly hour it was that I finally wrenched myself out of the bed) I was done. I got up and started cleaning up the mess I'd made in the kitchen. (Chocolate cake shots, requiring the use of sugar-coated lemons, don't make for easy clean up.) Tim came in, apparently he hadn't been sleeping when I crawled out of the bed, so he came in to check on me. He wanted to be sure I was doing ok. We smoked, and talked, and he went back to bed.
Let's just clarify one thing: TV, past midnight, is worthless.
I got really frustrated trying to beat the torture part in Metal Gear, gave up, and watched shitty-television for the rest of the night (and most of the morning, considering those two were apparently worn out ) The only good things that came on were Black Beauty (a new prequel movie by Disney, it was pretty cute. Any horsey movies are ok by me) and the making of The Chronicals of Narnia. I have got to see that movie!!!!!! The animation in it is incredible.
I still wish, every now and then, that I had stuck with my computer-animation dreams when I got accepted to art school four years ago. I was good enough at to to have gone somewhere with it. I would be really good at being a color artist, or one of those people who works on the story-boarding.
Eh... everything happens for a reason. If I had gone to SCAD, I wouldn't have met Tim, wouldn't be where I am right now. But, it would have been fun. I'm still obsessed with watching the progression of animation, and, The Chronicals of Narnia looks amazing. Watching the making of it was so awesome. I couldn't tell exactly what programs they were using, but it reminded me of all the projects I did when I was in school. I wish I had gotten my portfolio cd when I had the chance... Oh well. Tim says he is getting me some 3D animation programs, the same ones used to make Shrek, just so I can play with them
Y'all might never see me again.
So, anyways. I watched mostly-shitty tv all night long, until like ten in the morning, actually, and never made it to sleep. By 3:45 when I had to go in to work, I was
tired. Gods... I was so exhausted. I asked when I got there if I could be early side, so I could leave early... but, got denied. So, I didn't get to leave till nine-thirty. There was one point in the night, where I was taking dishes back to the kitchen, and all of a sudden realized I was in the kitchen... and I actually think I was sleeping on my feet. Not sleeping sucks.
I came home, saw the finished rat cage (Yay!!! Pics soon, I promise.) took some sleeping pills, read for thirty minutes, then finally went to sleep.
So, I'm going to go try to beat that fucking torture in Metal Gear again. Or, maybe wait till Tim gets home Make him do it for me, lol.
Anyways.... How are you?
)
So, I woke up that morning around 8, after really not sleeping well. I haven't been sleeping all week. I go through these phases; sometimes I spend as much as six months sleeping almost a solid eight hours a night, but without fail, the next six months are spent tossing and turning and glaring at the clock.
I'm in my not-sleeping phase right about now.
So, I woke up to open bar at O-Dawn-thirty in the morning, busted my ass for a couple hours, then bull-shitted around for the rest of the shift (having only 5 bar customers all day). I did, however, meet the general manager of a local bar. After pouring drinks and talking to this guy for like an hour and a half or so, he told me I should stop by his bar sometime.
Making connections rocks. I know I won't be bartending at Olive Garden forever (NeuroticTim thinks I'll be managing there by this time next year, based on events so far, and of course, my fantastic leader-worthy personality
) So, meeting up with the head hancho of another popular bar in my town... yeah. Good times.
I got off of work from my incredibly slow bar shift around four-thirty. It was so slow all day. When I got home, the finishing touches were being put on the rat cage. We'll be putting them in tonight, I hope
I'm so excited.
So, anyways. I got home, and changed, and then we hung around not doing much (ran to the store for a couple more rat cage supplies, and food, and the ABC store) got home, and I showered. While I was in the shower, the girl called and said she was on her way.
She got there at like eleven at night. We had a couple drinks (upon my suggestion. I was a little nervous, what can I say...) We hung around on the couch and watched The Rockateer until like midnight or so, then spent the next couple hours in the bedroom.
It was pretty fun. I'm really self-conscious, can't help it. So, things might not have run as smoothly as everyone wanted, but, I still think it went pretty well.
Like three in the morning, everyone but me was sound asleep. I layed there, staring at the clock...
Seriously frustrating. I kept rolling over, trying to get comfortable, it just wasn't working. I layed there for a couple hours trying to sleep, and just couldn't get there. After opening bar, I was tired. So, by like five or six (whatever un-godly hour it was that I finally wrenched myself out of the bed) I was done. I got up and started cleaning up the mess I'd made in the kitchen. (Chocolate cake shots, requiring the use of sugar-coated lemons, don't make for easy clean up.) Tim came in, apparently he hadn't been sleeping when I crawled out of the bed, so he came in to check on me. He wanted to be sure I was doing ok. We smoked, and talked, and he went back to bed.
Let's just clarify one thing: TV, past midnight, is worthless.
I got really frustrated trying to beat the torture part in Metal Gear, gave up, and watched shitty-television for the rest of the night (and most of the morning, considering those two were apparently worn out
) The only good things that came on were Black Beauty (a new prequel movie by Disney, it was pretty cute. Any horsey movies are ok by me) and the making of The Chronicals of Narnia. I have got to see that movie!!!!!! The animation in it is incredible.
I still wish, every now and then, that I had stuck with my computer-animation dreams when I got accepted to art school four years ago. I was good enough at to to have gone somewhere with it. I would be really good at being a color artist, or one of those people who works on the story-boarding.
Eh... everything happens for a reason. If I had gone to SCAD, I wouldn't have met Tim, wouldn't be where I am right now. But, it would have been fun. I'm still obsessed with watching the progression of animation, and, The Chronicals of Narnia looks amazing. Watching the making of it was so awesome. I couldn't tell exactly what programs they were using, but it reminded me of all the projects I did when I was in school. I wish I had gotten my portfolio cd when I had the chance... Oh well. Tim says he is getting me some 3D animation programs, the same ones used to make Shrek, just so I can play with them
Y'all might never see me again.
So, anyways. I watched mostly-shitty tv all night long, until like ten in the morning, actually, and never made it to sleep. By 3:45 when I had to go in to work, I was
tired. Gods... I was so exhausted. I asked when I got there if I could be early side, so I could leave early... but, got denied. So, I didn't get to leave till nine-thirty. There was one point in the night, where I was taking dishes back to the kitchen, and all of a sudden realized I was in the kitchen... and I actually think I was sleeping on my feet. Not sleeping sucks.
I came home, saw the finished rat cage (Yay!!! Pics soon, I promise.) took some sleeping pills, read for thirty minutes, then finally went to sleep.
So, I'm going to go try to beat that fucking torture in Metal Gear again. Or, maybe wait till Tim gets home
Make him do it for me, lol.
Anyways.... How are you?
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steve
77 firebird
It's fucking HARD.
Basically, whether you pass or fail will determine which of the two endings you will see.