So last night was a total blast. A friend of mine dosed a group of five people and we hit the "world famous" Tip-Top in Eureka CA. I completely fell in love with Tiger Lily, she had some major aerial skills.
The night was filled with tons of LOLS, and my abdominials still ache from catching the giggles. Yet- we drank the "KOOL-Aid" at 1am! You wouldn't think I had to work a double the next day.... RIGHT? Wrong, bahaha, so this is where my decision making issue comes into play. I have to emphasize though, no fucking regrets. I woke up in time to go to work, but my work life has been mismanaged in so many ways. In fact- LOL- there is NO manager! We don't even receive a posted schedule and it's typical for work days to change with less than 24 hrs notice. Welcome to what we refer to as "HUMBOLDT TIME". Not to mention people's expectations out here are kinda unreal. Yet as I said, I fucking love it.
So bittersweet is life! Le nibble says hellooo!
I'm practicing patience š
