Thursday, August 11, 2005

Being Sick Sucks
It really does, especially if you're a stubborn SOB like myself who insists that he doesn't need help. Asking for help is a sign of weakness, darn it...

And then to be sick but continue to go to work, gack. Gack gack gackity gack.

But I'm better now. And I'm doing so well, I'm leaving the cafe`. At least, as soon as I get this job with Bank Atlantic, I'm out of there. No more stinking of spoiled milk, no more dishpan hands, no more bull from management...it'll be sweet.

I'm currently making $7 an hour. The minimum ammount on this "What is your expected salary" form was $9 an hour. ^__^

Classes start in two weeks, and I'm feeling confident. Sure, I'll have to go through a bunch of transfer paperwork for the next semester, but I'll be fine with it.

Speaking of school, I took my sister to her high-school open house event. (Which was a complete waste of time on her behalf, but whatever). Wow. Every high school in the world is exactly the same, really. And all of her teachers thought I was a student. If I was obnoxious, I would have taken more advantage of this.

Said sister also has her learner's permit; may God have mercy on us all.


Last Saturday was the Cybernetic Revolution pre-release, and I was much pleased. I got a t-shirt and a Cyber-End Dragon. ^__^ In addition, I got all but three cards I needed for my Hero deck. And I was two Goblin Elite Attack Force's, but that's secondary.

I'm sorry I got geek all over the floor...

And now I'm going to work. I work five days next week, so...yay.

Thought of the moment: I'm pissed because I'm not over Julia yet.

Quote of the moment: "Situation normal, captain: spiraling out of control!" -Smiley Bone, "Bone"

Song of the moment:

"Sugar, We're Goin' Down", Fallout Boy

Am I more than you bargained for yet
I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that's just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
[x2]

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We're going down, down (down, down)
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
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