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Update? Say wut?
So I'm sitting here in McDonald's not far from work and I'm looking at a closing night ahead of me. I am hoping that it won't be too bad, because it'll fill my hours out to about 36 hours for this week, which should balance out the lack of hours I'm going to get in the upcoming week.
Work this week has been all over the place. For three days straight over the last weekend and into the beginning of this week, I wanted to quit so badly. It was like everyone was going out of their way to drive me absolutely crazy. A few of my more annoying coworkers chose to do what they always do, start shit about ridiculous stuff. And of course, the assistant general manager sided with them, because she's tends to favor the servers no matter what they've done, or didn't do, as the case may be. It's just so frustrating to have to work in an environment where harassment is condoned by the managers!
Some guy just came up to me and I started to tell him that I didn't have any money and to give him a nasty look, because he had just walked by me and appeared to have looked down my shirt. Well, it turned out that he was checking out my laptop and came back to ask about the difference between AMD and Intel processors. Wow. Have I been treated like crap enough?
I just told him that I read a TON of customer product reviews and compared them with against one another and specs lists when shopping for my laptop. He said that he was having some trouble selling something with an AMD processor and I told him that AMDs work, but sometimes they will give you problems and that was likely the cause of his trouble selling.
That was just so random to have someone I don't know come up and ask me about computers. I can finally feel all posh. Heh.
I have decided to give myself a structured challenge to write something, but my previously adamant 100 word count has wandered off somewhere, because I'm rather digging writing whatever word count I need to get my point across. The main focus of the challenge is to write smut. That is one area that I need to practice, since I hardly ever write any and it always comes out lame when I do. I don't know who I'm fooling, but I'm going to give it a try anyway.
If I completely suck at it, I can always switch over to something else and no one has to read the fics I discard. Mostly, I just need some privacy and motivation. I wish that I were ovulating, because sex is the only thing that I can think about. What with the miracle of life attempting to gain a foothold and all.
I'm due at work in an hour and a half, but I think that I will start heading that way in about half an hour or so. I don't want to be there any earlier than absolutely necessary, but I want to make sure that I have time to change or clock in early if I need to.
I really need to get around to uploading all of my videos on YouTube. I am so far behind on creating new video journal entries and uploading the ones I already have that it's not even funny. But then I'm not doing much with my Inbox either, because I'm either busy, tired, not able to get online (!!!), or lulled by the blahs. Ugh.
I'm in blah mode right now, but maybe Britney's sex-filled grinding soundtrack will help me out. I ripped Blackout from a now-former high school friend. If Britney and all of heavy breathing can't get me in the right frame of mind, heaven knows what will.
Danielle
blahWork this week has been all over the place. For three days straight over the last weekend and into the beginning of this week, I wanted to quit so badly. It was like everyone was going out of their way to drive me absolutely crazy. A few of my more annoying coworkers chose to do what they always do, start shit about ridiculous stuff. And of course, the assistant general manager sided with them, because she's tends to favor the servers no matter what they've done, or didn't do, as the case may be. It's just so frustrating to have to work in an environment where harassment is condoned by the managers!
Some guy just came up to me and I started to tell him that I didn't have any money and to give him a nasty look, because he had just walked by me and appeared to have looked down my shirt. Well, it turned out that he was checking out my laptop and came back to ask about the difference between AMD and Intel processors. Wow. Have I been treated like crap enough?
I just told him that I read a TON of customer product reviews and compared them with against one another and specs lists when shopping for my laptop. He said that he was having some trouble selling something with an AMD processor and I told him that AMDs work, but sometimes they will give you problems and that was likely the cause of his trouble selling.
That was just so random to have someone I don't know come up and ask me about computers. I can finally feel all posh. Heh.
I have decided to give myself a structured challenge to write something, but my previously adamant 100 word count has wandered off somewhere, because I'm rather digging writing whatever word count I need to get my point across. The main focus of the challenge is to write smut. That is one area that I need to practice, since I hardly ever write any and it always comes out lame when I do. I don't know who I'm fooling, but I'm going to give it a try anyway.
If I completely suck at it, I can always switch over to something else and no one has to read the fics I discard. Mostly, I just need some privacy and motivation. I wish that I were ovulating, because sex is the only thing that I can think about. What with the miracle of life attempting to gain a foothold and all.
I'm due at work in an hour and a half, but I think that I will start heading that way in about half an hour or so. I don't want to be there any earlier than absolutely necessary, but I want to make sure that I have time to change or clock in early if I need to.
I really need to get around to uploading all of my videos on YouTube. I am so far behind on creating new video journal entries and uploading the ones I already have that it's not even funny. But then I'm not doing much with my Inbox either, because I'm either busy, tired, not able to get online (!!!), or lulled by the blahs. Ugh.
I'm in blah mode right now, but maybe Britney's sex-filled grinding soundtrack will help me out. I ripped Blackout from a now-former high school friend. If Britney and all of heavy breathing can't get me in the right frame of mind, heaven knows what will.
Danielle
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