last night was the worst night i've had in a very long time
first of all, my paycheck was less than sub-par, and i ended up being in deep shit with my bank account (somehow), so i have less than no money
kathryn and i got in a huge fight about her not willing to change her shitty situation in life because she isn't willing to change herself, she thinks everything has to wrap around her world instead of working with other things... so i stormed out of my house and kinda just left her there as i walked to work
on said walk to work i had a major panic attack triggered by something hitting my leg that felt scaley and freaky, so i started freaking myself out thinking it was a snake (and i have a crippling fear of snakes) and i started hyperventalating, and totally spazzing out and i collapsed on the sidewalk crying and twitching and screaming... it was a sight to see, i've never gotten myself so worked up before... this is also a good reason why you shouldn't drop acid, flashback hallucinations don't help matters
also when i almost got to work some asshole in their fucking SUV felt the undying need to go 50 thru some puddle of muddy nasty sewer water that had collected near the curb and drive thru it as i was walking past... i got splashed all over, to which i started running down the street after the asshole screaming i was gonna beat the fuck out of him... lucky for him that they caught the green, cos i was seriously gonna pull a vercetti on his ass and run him over with his own fucking car
then i get to work and reaux cheered me up a bit, till she offered me money, i'm not one for taking cash from people , so i vehemently declined... as we're closing i noticed in my box that she left me a note and 50 bucks and told me not to give it back to her, i feel really terrible taking it from her, but it's great to know that at least i have really kick ass friends that're actually there when the chips fall
work was still terrible... my GM was riding my ass all day because he was in a shit mood, even though i was the only person there on a saturday night... the busiest night we always have, and i was the only person there... and everytime i had to go into the back and make a bagel or something and a person got in line, he felt the need to page the cafe for assistance... then after we closed, i was so bogged down with fucksucks coming up for coffee (and demanding that it be fresh at that) at 10:55, i had nothing done closing wise, and the motherfucker still comes up afterwards and complains that i didn't have the floor swept and mopped and that the towels didn't have a hamper (even though my cafe supe was there, and that's his responsibility, not mine) after i finished up all the major shit in record time... and after the day i had i wasn't in the mood to deal with his shit
kat called me on my break and we kissed and made up, so she picked me up after work and all i did was cry my eyes out in her car... but after i was done being all emo, i felt a hell of a lot better... i really haven't cried like that in a long long time, and i think a little eye juice needs to come out here and there to keep you sane.
wow, i've been rambling a whole lot here... in good news, i woke up at kathryn's today after an all night buffy-a-thon... and the new castlvania game (for PS2) looks fucking sweet! it looks very devil may cry-ish, which equals good times noodle salad
first of all, my paycheck was less than sub-par, and i ended up being in deep shit with my bank account (somehow), so i have less than no money
kathryn and i got in a huge fight about her not willing to change her shitty situation in life because she isn't willing to change herself, she thinks everything has to wrap around her world instead of working with other things... so i stormed out of my house and kinda just left her there as i walked to work
on said walk to work i had a major panic attack triggered by something hitting my leg that felt scaley and freaky, so i started freaking myself out thinking it was a snake (and i have a crippling fear of snakes) and i started hyperventalating, and totally spazzing out and i collapsed on the sidewalk crying and twitching and screaming... it was a sight to see, i've never gotten myself so worked up before... this is also a good reason why you shouldn't drop acid, flashback hallucinations don't help matters
also when i almost got to work some asshole in their fucking SUV felt the undying need to go 50 thru some puddle of muddy nasty sewer water that had collected near the curb and drive thru it as i was walking past... i got splashed all over, to which i started running down the street after the asshole screaming i was gonna beat the fuck out of him... lucky for him that they caught the green, cos i was seriously gonna pull a vercetti on his ass and run him over with his own fucking car
then i get to work and reaux cheered me up a bit, till she offered me money, i'm not one for taking cash from people , so i vehemently declined... as we're closing i noticed in my box that she left me a note and 50 bucks and told me not to give it back to her, i feel really terrible taking it from her, but it's great to know that at least i have really kick ass friends that're actually there when the chips fall
work was still terrible... my GM was riding my ass all day because he was in a shit mood, even though i was the only person there on a saturday night... the busiest night we always have, and i was the only person there... and everytime i had to go into the back and make a bagel or something and a person got in line, he felt the need to page the cafe for assistance... then after we closed, i was so bogged down with fucksucks coming up for coffee (and demanding that it be fresh at that) at 10:55, i had nothing done closing wise, and the motherfucker still comes up afterwards and complains that i didn't have the floor swept and mopped and that the towels didn't have a hamper (even though my cafe supe was there, and that's his responsibility, not mine) after i finished up all the major shit in record time... and after the day i had i wasn't in the mood to deal with his shit
kat called me on my break and we kissed and made up, so she picked me up after work and all i did was cry my eyes out in her car... but after i was done being all emo, i felt a hell of a lot better... i really haven't cried like that in a long long time, and i think a little eye juice needs to come out here and there to keep you sane.
wow, i've been rambling a whole lot here... in good news, i woke up at kathryn's today after an all night buffy-a-thon... and the new castlvania game (for PS2) looks fucking sweet! it looks very devil may cry-ish, which equals good times noodle salad
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Tane
I have never taken any drugs.. but seeing stuff sounds cool.. I wanna see purple cartoon monkeys, dressed as Mojo Jojo drop outta the sky, armed with pitchforks, whose main objective is stabbing old ladies in the head!
Tane