Sunday, September 11, 2005

happy birthday to me....woopie
anyway, i'm 22 today...yay...i think. i'm going to olive garden for dinner. then i wanna go see the exorcism of emily rose. my sister saw it the other day and said it was creepy but i'd prolly like it. then at 1230, brandon (my cool boss) wants to take me to a strip club. i don't have any plans that late, so i figure i might as well go. i mean, why not? nekkid women and someone else paying for it. sounds pretty good to me.
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Saturday, September 10, 2005

well, tomorrow's my birthday and the day after that i start my punishment at work. three days of 10pm-630am, and two days of 5am-9am filling bread. blah
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Wednesday, September 7, 2005

why do people misinterpret something and rather than clarify the intent of the message run off and blab their mouths and get other people in trouble? i worked at another store last week and i was talking to this lady that said she used to work for the same company i do, so i started talking to her about the secret shopper program. i said i thought it should be changed and redone. by this i meant it needed to be updated to meet the needs of the current customers because the way it is now it makes all the employees act like freaking robots. well anyway, the lady turned out to be my district manager's wife. she went home and told him that i wanted to get rid of service and that it shouldn't be our job to help the customers anymore. so frank (the dm) called my boss and told him that he didn't want me to interact with the customers anymore and i couldn't be trusted with them. so i'm being moved to nightcrew where i won't see any more customers...or any of the people i actually like at work. i'm one of the customers' favorite two checkers in the store too, so a lot of them are gonna be upset that i'm not around in the days or evenings anymore. ya know, if i had done something wrong and was punished for it, fine, but to have some bitch twist my words to someone that already hated me and gets me in trouble because she misunderstood me just pisses me off. i hate people like that. if you're going to spread rumors and do shit that could get someone in trouble because of it, make damn sure you have your story straight. the smart thing to do would probably keep my mouth shut, but i can't do that. if i lose my job, fine, but i'm gonna make sure the customers i do still see know the truth. i've told several of the other employees that i trust what really happened and why i'm being moved. i hope they tell the customers the truth when they ask if i still work here and where i am. i'd really like the customers that know me to realize how shitty this corporation is and the people that run it. stupid hypocrites...ya know they preach about customer service like it's gospel, but none of them really know what customer service is. they think greeting someone, and thanking them by their last name (which is often printed wrong on the receipts) is customer service. that's bullshit. customers don't give a damn if i thank them by their name or not...and they hate being thanked by someone else's name, so i don't do it, because i'm there to help the customer and make them feel welcome...not to tote some corporate bullshit. i think i'm gonna go apply at some other store and leave this crap behind...at least until that store becomes shitty too.

hmm, i think this post has more cursing in it than all my posts previous...ah well. i'm pissed off.
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Saturday, September 3, 2005

this is a good song that kinda reminds me of some of the small things that make life worth enjoying.

"The Good Stuff"

Well me and my lady had our first big fight
So I drove around till I saw the neon lights
at a corner bar
It just seemed right, so I pulled up
Not a soul around but the old bar keep
down at the end lookin' half asleep
He walked up and said "What'll it be?"
I said,''The good stuff"
He didn't reach around for the whiskey
He didn't pour me a beer
His blue eyes kind of went misty
He said, "You can't find that here."


Cause its the first long kiss on a second date
your momma's all worried when you get home late
Droppin the ring in the spaghetti plate
cause your hands are shakin so much
It's the way that she looks with the rice in her hair
Eatin' burnt suppers the whole first year
and askin for seconds to keep her from tearin' up
Yeah man, that's the good stuff

He grabbed a carton of milk
and he poured a glass
then I smiled and said,
"I'll have some of that."
We sat there and talked as an hour passed
like old friends
Saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare
It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair
He said, "That's my Bonnie, taken 'bout a year after we wed."
He said, "Spent 5 years in the bottle, when the cancer took her from me,
But Ive been sober 3 years now
'Cause the one thing stronger than the whiskey


Was the sight of her holdin' my baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls
I gave her the day that our youngest boy Earl,
married his high school love
and it's a new t-shirt saying "I'm a grandpa"
and being right there as our time got small,
And holdin her hand when the good Lord called her up
Yeah man, That's the good stuff


He said, ''When you get home she'll start to cry,
When she says, ''Im sorry,'' say ''So am I''
Then look into those eyes so deep in love
and drink it up
'Cause thats the good stuff
That's the good stuff

-Kenny Chesney
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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

I HAVE SOUND!!!
i replaced my sound card today. now i can hear my games and music and such. yay, go me. yeah, other than that, nothing going on...damn, i'm boring....i dunno why people find me so interesting.
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Friday, August 26, 2005

good news
first the poker news...i made about $100 over the last two or three days. now i'm up to $354.01. maybe by the time i move out i'll have all the move in expenses from poker.

second is i finally gotta new graphics card for my computer. it's an nvidia geforce 6200 oc. i wanted the 7700, but it was $300 more than the 6200. it is better, but i don't think it's $300 worth of better. maybe another $100 i woulda done it, but that's about it. i needed the thing for that star wars game i started playing. with my old card (nvidia geforce 5200) i was only getting about 4 frames per second so the game was all choppy. with the new one i get around 20-30 fps, so i can actually move smoothly now.
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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

yay
i made back the $60 i lost the other day...i'm up to $216.01 now. that's $12 more than i had before i lost the $60.

so, um, yeah...other than poker i haven't really done a whole lot lately. i went to see stealth with my brother. it was better than i thought it'd be, but not awesome. lotsa explosions and action which is cool though.

i wanted to put this song in my profile thing, but it's too long (we need more than 1500 characters up there i think), so here it is here instead. it's been going through my head for a few days. very good song...

"The Chain Of Love"

He was driving home one evening,
In his beat up Pontiac
When an old lady flagged him down,
Her Mercedes had a flat
He could see that she was frightened,
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said I'm here to help you ma'am,
By the way my name is Joe

She said I'm from St. Louis,
And I'm only passing through
I must have seen a hundred cars go by,
This is awful nice of you
When he changed the tire,
And closed her trunk
And was about to drive away,
She said how much do I owe you
Here's what he had to say

You don't owe me a thing, I've been there too
Someone once helped me out,
Just the way I'm helping you
If you really want to pay me back,
Here's what you do
Don't let the chain of love end with you

Well a few miles down the road,
The lady saw a small cafe
She went in to grab a bite to eat,
And then be on her way
But she couldn't help but notice,
How the waitress smiled so sweet
And how she must've been eight months along,
And dead on her feet

And though she didn't know her story,
And she probably never will
When the waitress went to get her change,
From a hundred dollar bill
The lady slipped right out the door,
And on a napkin left a note
There were tears in the waitress's eyes,
When she read what she wrote

You don't owe me a thing,
I've been there too
Someone once helped me out,
Just the way I'm helping you
If you really want to pay me back,
Here's what you do
Don't let the chain of love end with you

That night when she got home from work,
The waitress climbed into bed
She was thinkin' about the money,
And what the lady's note had said
As her husband lay there sleeping,
She whispered soft and low
Everything's gonna be alright, I love you, Joe

-Clay Walker
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Thursday, August 18, 2005

i finished reading a book called tournament poker for advanced players by david sklansky...it helped a lot. i used to get 3rd to 5th in a lotta tournaments, but since i finished it, i've gotten 3rd twice, 2nd three times, and 1st twice. i've also made quite a bit more in open cash games...today alone i made $50...right now i'm reading another book called the psychology of poker. supposedly (yes, that's how it's spelled...little pet peeve of mine when people say supposively...that's notta word) it'll help me analyze my own method of play and use my strengths and minimize my weaknesses. it's also supposed to help me recognize how others play and teach me what strategies to use against them.


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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

yay, go me
i finally got over $100 at my poker site. i started with $50, and as of now, i'm up to $106.31. i came in second in a tournament yesterday and made $10 each at a few of the 5/10 cent tables. so far today i'm up about $12 too.
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Saturday, August 13, 2005

i was thinking last night about my past relationships and i noticed something...about 75% of my girlfriends have left me to be with someone else. it's never that they just don't like me, but they like someone else more...even ones that aren't dating anyone say no when i ask them because they'd rather be with someone else. is something wrong with me?
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