I, too, wish for extra height and that I were better at sports
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Would very much like to sleep, to slip into sleep like gliding into cool water. But no, am up, my brain is churning. Work has been... work. I've been suffering from terrible headaches, and that hasn't helped my attitude (tonight -dragged- on and on). The -good- news is that tomorrow (today) my wage goes up to .19/min. Holiday pay, baby! (whoo)
I filed my taxes (late, but whatever), and... I owed ten dollars. Sort of annoying, was hoping for money back because I am a poor lady, but no, apparently my good relative Sam wants it all and -then- some. I had this crazy idea he was going to say, no please, I took too much have a little back. I do not think he is my favorite uncle.
It's broke week here, and I hate broke week. It means a lot of drinking water, and pretending that it's satisfying (luckily I bought club soda, because I miss the bubbles. I crave bubbles, actually, more so than the sweet). When I get money, oh, what larks I'll have then. What larks.
Luckily I have only one more day of work this week, and then three days off (and I have -plans- for Wednesday, so -that's- alright, then).
Michael Yoho is coming... soonish, too! I don't know what all we'll do. I think we had planned to go to the city (San Francisco, of course the -only- city) and maybe the beach... ah who knows. Am too tired (but can't -sleep- damnit) to think about all that now. It will be fun, or else! (manic laughter)
Wow, my brain is scattered today, tonight, whatever. Its the dissociative from the tiredness, I think. Causes me to think in half thoughts and exacerbates my ramble. For example I really enjoy this Tribute to Joni Mitchell cd that we play in my store. Jeff is right for all of the crap that we play, there is that one cd in like twenty or thirty that is enjoyable, if not perhaps 'good' and that makes it all the worse, because you have -hope-. You hear that cd and think, ah, forty-five minutes or so of music that does not suck, making the rest of your eight hour shift just misery whilst waiting for the cd to come around again. I like this Joni Mitchell tribute cd, but I don't really like Joni Mitchell. Last month we played Backspin, which had some fun mixes (have a great vibraphone version of Julia by the Beatles that makes me happy, also techno mix of Spirits in the Material World), the month before was categorically awful I think. But for every Joni Mitchell tribute cd, there are like 10 awful cds, and at -least- one cd a month that you hate, with a passion you didn't know you could posess. This month's awful cd is the Pupini Sister's. a quasi Andrews sisters doowop sans the soul. Also they doowopped up Heart of Glass by Blondie and I Will Surivive by Gloria Gaynor. Which is -wrong-, just plain wrong. I almost bartered away what was left of my virtue to Joe in music to get him to change the cd last time they played it. Luckily he settled for me covering music while he went to the bathroom (which is good, for many reasons). Tomas and I have an alliance against that cd, and I have cried to Penelope to get it taken -out- of the mix (only she and the managers have that power). Luckily it doesn't sell well, or she'd play it ALL THE TIME (see: Bruce Springsteen doing American Folk songs, that hell went on for TWO MONTHS. That's two whole goddamn months listening about john henry, I almost lost my goddamned mind).
Wow, okay, I need a day off.
Going to try and sleep again.
PS. I wonder if anyone got my garbled title reference... sometimes I tell jokes just for myself
posted by Amber at 3:35 AM
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