Saturday, April 12, 2003

happy friday.
today is friday.
i was fortunate enough to cut out of work a half hour early. it can make all the difference.
i hate work.
i cried misty stupid tears at a t.v. show - i now watch ED the show. and got sucked into the season finale. and got emotional. how drippy and stupid is that... life rarely imitates sitcom/drama shows.
i'm tired and have to work in the a.m.
later,
thea

Wednesday, April 09, 2003

wednesday.
forgive my total lack of bloggery monday and tuesday. monday was a delight because the home opener was cancelled. tuesday was torturous because the home opener was rescheduled. i really do hate people. it was having to work with new/"nice" people who i guess enjoy bartending and think strangers are "fun" and the job is "cool" that made me realize that maybe i am heartless and evil with my hatred of people. i'd try to talk to my co-bartender ie: "geez look at that fat loser over there - he's actually jamming to this song - and yet he's a fat loser... hows that work?" and she looks at me (mind you she looks like the jan brady of the later years) and says "gee i think he's just having fun". and truly seemed put off by my disdain. it is these moments i'd like to give a heart felt shout out and bigg ups to my former co-worker michelle - we met working at the lakewood bar. the first day i worked with her i remember telling the cook, "first of all she's too pretty, and secondly she's way too perky" - then the following week she bolted into the kitchen and said "yeah can i get a vat of ketchup for EL PIGGO out there" and we've been friends ever since..... we shared the joy of mocking the customer and if you were in the inner circle (of hell) we'd let you know exactly what was done to select persons food. (i neither admit nor deny partaking in any of the aforementioned food hijinx) let it be said however, ALWAYS BE NICE TO YOUR SERVER - you can complain but BE NICE!. in summary - i loathe humanity and don't know how long i can continue to do this job. stuffing cotton in dead peoples anus' seems a little nicer and more pleasant if you know what i mean.
so regular work is regular work. we have a very butch superior on our staff and she's an asshole. luckily we don't have to deal with her often. lucky because a. she's an asshole and b. she's stupid and ineffective. can you imagine a superior of yours sitting at a staff meeting clipping their cuticles or doing the jumble. niiiiiiiicccccccccce. she can drop off the face of the planet any time now.
other then that no big things.
i have to bartend.... oh thursday, saturday, sunday, monday and tuesday. (am i an idiot) did i mention i do like the $? ugghhh.
so i won't be able to attend the ANGG show - but let me resurrect the BIG ups - big ups to St. ANGGG despite guestbook criticism... ANGG is a dear dear man and i'd rather people not speak harshly of the "worlds greatest dad" or his projects. so there.
oh well
i'm going to bed.
if i don't go to jail for killing a customer tomorrow - i'll try to check back in.
thea
ps: i had a massage today - and midway through it.. i was listening to the zen, asian mediation music and began to think of "what would mandy patinkin sing to this" and started to laugh... luckily i was strong enough to keep it in.

Sunday, April 06, 2003

sunday.
INDIANS HOME OPENER CANCELLED AND RESCHEDULED FOR TUESDAY. for whatever odd reason i'm happy - although that makes no sense because i'm going to have to deal with it anyway- the pisser is it's even later on tuesday... which is gay. plus theres a cavs game that night so my manager (the most optimistic human being alive) is like "this is gonna be so great ... we're gonna be soo busy because of both games" meanwhile - i am praying for an incredibly fast game and a 9th inning rain storm that drives everyone home quickly.
today was nice. i went over carolyn and sams for the 2nd sexiest fish dinner i've ever had (second only to joe stevens wedding reception at sammys in the flats - #1 sexiest fish ever, period.). then i came home watched little bits of SPACE COWBOYS with donald sutherland... did i see his ass? yes. was i giddy and blushing in my own home? sure. am i concerned about how this translates into my mental well being? of course.
radio tomorrow, get some rest and i'll talk to you all then.
thea