I neeeeed to hit a party soon, I mean the hip hop shows I hit at my friend's rock but I just need a bit o house or trance mmmmmm dnd or jungle even!!!!

I had a weird moment today at work. The whole day I was pretty happy even for just waking up and I was great in the car on the way to work and great once I hoped out and left H to finish her make-up in the car. However, once I put my time card in the big puncher thingie bobber I became ery angry and violent. Being the first waiter in for the night shift it normally means I get fast money because I pick up all the tables from the waiter leaving. Its always quick money because I get the whole restuarant to myself for a half hour. Well we were dead….no biggie but I got a couple tables in the smoeking section. I get along with smoekers very well! I can even laugh at their lame jokes and when they say something I wanna kcik em for Im like 2 inches away from smacking em across the face or punching them in tha teeth. This went on for about two hours, where al I could do was stare a the people in my section and loathe them. Or get grusome images in my head of pnding the living piss outta them. No idea where this came from, but after this two hour stint I became my happy go lucky bouncy crazy self. Wierd, maybe the smoek floating over Alb really is affecting me.

So I sat there thinking while I was rolling silverware tonight. I mean actual thinking, not my normal total immersion into my chaos of a mind. Having actual coherant thought, that was a feat in itself lemme tell ya but I was. I was thinking about the moon being red the other night when it was rising and how it looked oragnge even near the zenith of its nightly progression. Made me think of the book of Revalation (I should really read that again its interesting). Anywho I was thinking, you know how one of the signs is a blood moon right?!? Now H is thinking about worst case scenarios with the baby coming and all. You know who should care for the baby if we should meet an unexpected demise and what should happen with our finances for said baby. Yeah kind of sad deep stuff, but its realistic I mean Im not gonna live forever, despite all my claims. That red sun and moon are quite disconcerting too.

On a side note….who the hell would make their net handle piggy?!? Hrm….gotta think on that one for a while.

Not a single friends only post or protected post that only I can see. Thiss thought is only brought up only because H said I should make my journal friends only if I wanna get more friends on my friends list, heh, Good idea. Though, Im sure most people wouldn't want to get into my elitest club just to read lame crap like this. …Another thought

HELLLLOOOOOOOO PROLIFIC POSTER!

and I finally saw the BABY!!!!!! Yeah!!!! So soon we shall be able to determine whot sex “she” is. Both of us are convinved the baby is a girl and will stick to that until we see some nuts and berrys. I often wonder if I am ready to be a father. You know the whole responsible for another human life thing, but deep down inside I know I am and have been anxious for it. Finances have just kicked in so we will be able to afford going to school and raise a child, the only problems becomes trying to spend time with said child. Oh well I spose I should save such speculation for later when, I am a bit more used to the idea of bein a daddi. Last week at Subway I saw a girl who looked exactly how I would envision my daughter to look when she is a teen, it was a tad eerie. Anywho Im boring I know so I shall let you get back to your lives citizens!

So I sit here sifting through the rants of and The Stained Apron, and think to myself who should I be more angry at?!? The dumb customers who make our lives difficult, the people who see such sites and decide that they are gonna make every CS rep's live difficult, or the reps themselves for getting back at people in such diabolical ways. I myself would not resort to such lowly things as which may have been discussed, but I do have a fairly sharp tongue which I do use quite freely. I seeth with rage as these people talk about making our lives even harder then they already and getting their way because “Customers are Always Right.” But I chuckle to myself as I realize these are the same people who never get good service from anybody because they do go out of their way to give us grief. I often wish that these people would come into my establishment or I could meet them in a dark alley, so they can see whot kind of uneducated loser I am. I mean seriously, they talk of getting an education and how they made something of themselves, yet they keep the mailboxes of the site full with their inane ramblings.

Who should make something of their lives? Those who work at these jobs as a means to an end or those who think that they need to vent their frustrastions of impotency, mid-life crisis, marriage, lack of direction in life, etc. This is where my thoughts of man, doing things to people's food will just irk them and make those who think they are on some holy crusade to avenge the “customer” that much more annoying and irksome to us. BLAH! I hate thinking this early in the morning. Anywho I think if we just all smile and give hugs and such the world would be a happier place. And now just because you are a paying customer does not give you the right to say something about my co-workers breasts. *growl* And for your information that's my fiancee, so whotta ya say now smart guy?!? No I won't spit in your food or do anything else to it, but that doesn't mean I won't lead you to believe that I will or belittle you in front of my co-workers. You wanna see how well I can back up my words? I don't care how big you are, I've never been in a one on one fight, we'll just see how I do then, the last fight was eight on one and I had three try to take me to court over damages. Yeah bring it. *smirk* Thought so give me my tip and go ya big gorilla. Eck bad night at work, though I did make some good cash once 11PM hit, why couldn't tha whole night be like that?!? I miss those $180 nights. Ah well its summer, sloooooooow for those wiatin tables.

I was riding my bike to work. Just cruising along and listenin to my music. As I pedaled I became aware of a car following me a lil to close for comfort. I slowed down and waved them past, you know like I would normally, however they wouldn't pass. I finally got fed up and stopped, they stopped as well. It was at this juncture that I actually got a good look at the offenders, a bunch of HS kids out for a ride in tha Mommy-mobile. I stared hard at them hoping to cow them and send them on their way. they refused to budge, so I finally sighed and continued on my merry way to work. They continued to follow me I despise getting on the side walk when I can just have a smooth cruise down the road so I shouted back that they should just pass. I looked back and saw them giggle. My temper flared at that moment and I waited for my opportunity. They began to speed up and slow down, I spose to scare me. Well the second to the last time they came dangerously close to my back wheel. I could actually feel their bumper rubbing against my tire. I stood and sped up and they slowed down. I hear them speed up again and I looked back to seee them giggling and carrying on again. Though I am sure they had no idea whot was about to happen.

As they got horrendously close again I leapt back off my bike, and landed on their hood. It was priceless. If you've seen Go, and remember the scene where the two gay guys hit Ranna and scream thats about how they looked. I began to scream about being hit, when they hit tha breaks! I rolled off the hood and followed my bike off to the side of the road where I proceeded to laugh me arse off. They kept yelling and such and apparently took my amusment for pain because they hit reverse and burnt some rubber tryin to get out of there. says I should have reported them to tha cops, yada yada yada. I think however tey got as much trouble as they needed as they tried to explain to mom why their was a big dent in the hood of her pretty car. I can't get the look of absolute horror out of my mind it was priceless I tell ya priceless. Yeah I keep talking of carrying a brick for schmucks like that, but Im thinking thi is much more fun, although my bike was a bit banged up because of me flinging it away, I think it could stand for another adventure of this type.

I have this irritating knack for blurting out whot is on my mind. Normally I can play it off or the customer thinks its the funniest or kewlest thing that they have a waiter with an opinion. However there are those times I just wanna scream at them and kick them. This hidden talent does afford me the love of my co-workers as they would all like to be able to say whot is on their mind. I think this is one of the most entertaining instances. We have a rugby team that the resturant owners sponser. Not bad right? However, one of our owners is a big flirt *cou-loose-gh* and the rugby team is one of her main prowling grounds. They have this memeber who has by the grace of some higher being intervening on his behalf reached the ripe old age of 21. Before this I served him many times and feeling bad for tha bloke because everybody else was drinking I woulda rarely charge him for sodas or half of his food. Well he thought he was big and bad the past week. We have these glasses which you can get after drinking 20 pints, they stay at the resturant and you can have them engraved, kewl. Well he asks for his in glass #1 no biggie. Well I forget that lil tidbit while I am ringing up the 25 guys orders and run everything out to them. Well he doesn't notice that its not his glass til he's almost done with it, at which time he feels he needs to tell me no biggie again, except he adopts whiny/nasal/snively voice of superiority when he tells me.

Him: “Excuse me but this glass isn't mine.”
Me: “Oh sorry I'll just use it for your next drink”
Him: “So this one is free?!?” *chortles at his lame joke*
Me: *The fakest laugh I can muster up and everybody can hear it*
Him: Oh thats it…
Me: That's whot!?!?!?

At this point the rugby players I actually like and get along with jump up and are like chill Rob it's not worth it he's been a punk all day. Four big rugby guys in front of me ready to grab me while smug lil punk sits in his seat beaming because he thinks they are backing him up. I smile and say alright so another round to em all they smile and laugh and turn around and proceed to pummel said guy for bein stupid and an ass. Ahhhhhhh sweet revenge. Im sure our owner will hear of this and glare at me for such a heinous act of non customer service, but in the end it will be worth it because I will be able to kick his ass when I see him next *muha*

I am real….
after reading a few journals of pretensious gurlies I just had to chant that for 5 mins *chuckle*
eh… I couldn't figure out whot was more entertaning the journals or the responses to said journals, yeah they are boomakred…under humor/journals…
How true…..
I wanna share somethings I wanna say some but I don't know how too right now, why is that?!?
Im thinking I should try being an elitist, you know as an experiement just for shits and giggles.
Eh, Im bored, drunk and tried. Ohhhh mental note to al riding a bike wall trashed baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad idea. Second do not try and cross a bridge during such time. I lost control and hit tha curb, after which I slid to a halt on my face and head,, only to find that the guard rails on the bridge don't stop even chubby Indians from going over. I fell 8 feet or so, not happy.

18

I act like I'm 18.
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Yeah go figure, me 18, I woulda thought like 40 or some shiznat, but the numbers never lie. So I suppose that means is dating someone younger….technically…

Yeah so I was reading this and this made me think about 's post a while ago. College students and their pissing contests cripes.

College kiddies, how droll

Oh yeah Im doing fine, although I apparantly have a new allergy, yech, no I don't wanna take medication! Oh well maybe I'll take the Allegra they forced on me like suggested. Hrm, should sleep I work at 10:30 tomorrow morning ACK!