Bah Humbug! I can still say that, right?

[imood mood at time of entry: tired]

So who says that Life is a total bitch? It isn’t, no matter how much I tend to want to think that it can be. I just got back from a double shift and my feet are killing me. I’ve pretty much been on them since 10:45 this morning, with a few, short sit down breaks tossed in for good measure.

I didn’t realize that my night shift was going to be a benefit concert event. When I found out what kind of mess I was in for, I was instantly convinced that the shift would be one to utterly piss me off the whole night through. Although I was cranky from my cramping and oatmeal-related gassy issues, the shift as a whole went fine. This is not to say that I didn’t have my peeved moments, but it was actually MUCH better than I thought it would be.

The people we were helping raise money for was The Rise School. It’s a school that specifically helps and teaches children aged 6 months to 6 years that have Down Syndrome. How cool is it that there is a school in existence just for this particular group of people?! Of course, I definitely dug the cause, because my own older brother is autistic. Sure, he gets on my very last nerve some nights (and days, occasionally), but I know what it’s like to not have the right kind of school and activities and so forth available that can deal with people’s disabilities.

So, even though I am flat broke (and this is not even an exaggeration), I wrote them a check for the price of the admission. It might not seem like much, but $10 can go a long way when being wielded by the right person/people.

I also ended up trading two of the pins that I was issued when I was hired with a couple of women in town from San Francisco. I got a ballerina in pink that dangles her slippers and a guitar that features a windmill and tulips. How cool are those?! I also bought two of Jerry’s pins. He told us that he was planning on leaving the restaurant, for whatever reason. He was selling them for $5 each, so I picked out two. I didn’t have any cash, so Lynn got me and I gave her the check that I wrote for her back in January. I also wrote a check that covered the difference.

So! After all of my ill-timed spending, I am going to have to figure out where I am going to get six more dollars so that I can ride the bus to work. I can just barely pay my rent on my sorry paycheck and I’ll have to let the water bill go for the time being. I wish that my damned mom hadn’t dragged her heels about letting me pay the thing off, since I had been paying them off the day they came in. If she hadn’t, it would have already been paid and I wouldn’t have spent the money on something else. I am just going to ask to borrow $20 from my mom and call it a day.

Or, better yet, since I am getting another paycheck next week, I’ll write a smaller check this week and write a check to cover the rest next week. I really hate to float checks on unknown amounts of money in the bank. I want it to be there and know that the person cashing my check won’t have any problems.

Since my company is changing hands, I am going to get paid again next Friday, and then the Friday after that. It’ll only be for one week of shifts, but it should cover the twenty. After that, it’ll go back to bi-monthly payments. Boo.

Other than that, not much got to me. Kim was doing her I’m-going-the-childish-ignoring-you-when-we-have-to-work-together-bitch-routine, so I just let that go. I mean, what am I going to do about that? George was his usual pain self. I can admit that occasionally he can be funny, but he’s a fucking HUGE pig, along with most of the other guys that work at my job. They are disgusting, but they have their O.K. moments, too. If it wasn’t for those moments, I think that I’d hate everyone there.

I found a place to go apply at that is just down the street from my job. On Monday, I am going to go apply at Pappas for whatever they have open. I am thinking counter server or cook. I really don’t want to be a waitress, but I’ll take it if I need to. Heaven knows that I need the money at this point.

As I was walking around the restaurant today, I felt better, lighter. It felt good to finally get all of that out about how I am generally a bad person and filthy sinner. *laughs* True, I am definitely not the worst cookie out there, but all of that has simply been stewing around inside of me. Even so, having a hell of a time cleaning up an overflowed toilet and organizing an overflowing restaurant today did put a damper on that lighthearted feeling.

I mean, for maybe a couple of hours there, we didn’t even have continuous running water. The staff toilets wouldn’t flush and one of the guys had been emptying the old bowels when the water was turned off. The staff had to improvise on how they made tea (find hot water and pour it manually through the machine) and how sodas were going to be sent out (find and fill up pitchers while the gettin’ was good) and just everything (do the best, try not to panic, and mostly laugh it off). The entire situation was much funnier than it could have been, if we had handled it differently. That only reinforces the whole perspective thing.

I know that I am tired now, but I will probably stay up just a tiny bit longer. I want to eat some cake and perhaps read. It’ll probably only be the cake, because I am good and tired. Besides, I’ll need to be up early enough to go to the library. I want to catch up on my Internetting, since I’ve been at work so often this week. I also want to revel in the fact that I nearly finished the Tale of Woe Plot on Neopets. I have over 15,000 prize points to spend in the prize shop. I kind of wish that I had finished the last two steps and faced more challengers in the Battledome, but I didn’t even know that that those challengers were there to fight. *shrugs and sighs* Maybe I’ll do better next time.

It’s still pretty cool, though, because that was my first plot and I finally have a Site Event trophy to show off. I also got an avatar and side bar.

Gym Class Heroes’ “Cupid’s Chokehold” was played at work today. It was great, because I got to go, “I’m going to see them!” I have the tickets and I can’t stop looking at them. It’s like I can’t believe that they’re really there. That, and I think that those are the first concert tickets I’ve actually bought with my own money. All of the other concerts I’ve attended were tickets that were purchased for me or some that I won from the radio. I just can’t wait to see these guys. It’s going to be all kinds of awesome. It’s just so wonderful to have something exciting and this great to look forward to. I haven’t had that in a while now.

Okay, I am going to initial proof this and read some, I think. Maybe I’ll save it for tomorrow later on today when I post this. I’ll have to go through it then anyway with spell check.

It seems that my younger brother, Brandon, has reverted to his new pattern of not coming home until late at night, if at all. Mom’s put the chain on the door and told Todd and I not to let him in. I get what she’s doing, but we’ve got to let him in eventually. And if mom says no, I’ll let him in anyway, because I pay rent around here and all of the utilities. Just try and tell me no. I don’t think so.

Danielle