Eh. Woke up out-of-sorts this morning and pretty much stayed that way all day. No idea why, just that sort of day. I've been in a good mood all week for no real good reason, so I suppose this is the downward swing. By Tuesday, I'll probably be gloomy as hell. I need to get laid.
Otherwise, not a bad day, though nothing interesting. French Quarter Fest is going on and, of course, I have to work. We were pretty busy, something like $2300 - or maybe $2600 - and I worked with Dread and Junior. Dread did sauté, and he did an okay job. I was there until after one doing dishes, and that's about it.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
April 8, 2010
Another Thursday and nothing special. Slow night at work with Dread. I came home after work without hitting the bar because I didn't feel like sitting up until 4 a.m. watching cartoons. Of course, here it is 2:30 and I'm watching "Family Guy", so there's that.
Finished The Story of the Stone this morning. It was an enjoyable story, but not as good as The Bridge Of Birds, but that's how it goes. I started Phillip K. Dick's The Divine Invasion, and it promises to be another Dickinsian downer.
Something I noticed while clicking on the "Next Blog" link on the top of my blog. There are a lot of moms with blogs. Lot of teenage girls, too. I'm not sure if that says anything, but there's that.
Finished The Story of the Stone this morning. It was an enjoyable story, but not as good as The Bridge Of Birds, but that's how it goes. I started Phillip K. Dick's The Divine Invasion, and it promises to be another Dickinsian downer.
Something I noticed while clicking on the "Next Blog" link on the top of my blog. There are a lot of moms with blogs. Lot of teenage girls, too. I'm not sure if that says anything, but there's that.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
April 6-7, 2010
Pretty good "weekend", even if nothing interesting happened. For the first time in a while, I was able to enjoy my entire two days off the way I like to enjoy them, by doing absolutely nothing constructive. I could've gone and gotten my license, but I'm going to wait until I no longer look like someone sucker punched me.
Instead, I laid around in bed until about noon or so both days, and went out to face the world around three. It was shorts-wearing weather, so I did. I bought some cargo shorts when I first moved to town, on a whim for the most part, and it's the first time I'd worn shorts at least since I lived in the trailer in Gainesville. I spent both days wandering around the Quarter and the Marigny, reading, looking at women, and generally enjoying having nothing to do. I went to see Mem Shannon at d.b.a. Good gig, but there's only so much of that place I can take in one sitting.
I talked to Baby Brother for a bit. He's well, just burnt slap out (again) on playing in bands and dealing with the drama, so he's thinking about taking a break. I think that's a good idea. He's also thinking about going back to school to be a vet tech. I think that's a good idea, too.
I also come to the realization that because I'm single, straight, childless, in my mid-thirties, rootless, and constantly, unashamedly on the hunt, I am the walking definition of "creepy", and all the feminist leanings in the world won't change that, especially since I have no expectation or even desire to "settle down" in any way. Luckily, I'm pretty harmless, but it does make for a lonely existence. Ah, well.
Instead, I laid around in bed until about noon or so both days, and went out to face the world around three. It was shorts-wearing weather, so I did. I bought some cargo shorts when I first moved to town, on a whim for the most part, and it's the first time I'd worn shorts at least since I lived in the trailer in Gainesville. I spent both days wandering around the Quarter and the Marigny, reading, looking at women, and generally enjoying having nothing to do. I went to see Mem Shannon at d.b.a. Good gig, but there's only so much of that place I can take in one sitting.
I talked to Baby Brother for a bit. He's well, just burnt slap out (again) on playing in bands and dealing with the drama, so he's thinking about taking a break. I think that's a good idea. He's also thinking about going back to school to be a vet tech. I think that's a good idea, too.
I also come to the realization that because I'm single, straight, childless, in my mid-thirties, rootless, and constantly, unashamedly on the hunt, I am the walking definition of "creepy", and all the feminist leanings in the world won't change that, especially since I have no expectation or even desire to "settle down" in any way. Luckily, I'm pretty harmless, but it does make for a lonely existence. Ah, well.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
April 5, 2010
No one sucker punched me tonight, so we're good there. Otherwise, nothing interesting to report. Talked to the Roommate this morning, and she said in her five-some-odd years of living in the Quarter, the only static she ever got was from frat boys, so there ya go. Momma was, of course, completely freaked out about the whole happy slapping deal, but I saw that coming.
Worked with Junior tonight and it was slow but steady. Got some compliments on my omelets, so there ya go.
Bedtime.
Worked with Junior tonight and it was slow but steady. Got some compliments on my omelets, so there ya go.
Bedtime.
Monday, April 5, 2010
April 2-4, 2010
Okay, so I forgot to update for two days even when I totally could, especially yesterday. Perhaps that's why smacked in the side of the head by some jackass. Who knows what strange tricks karma plays.
In any event, there really isn't a whole lot to report. I went into work Friday, Saturday and Sunday at 2:30 and I stayed in bed until just about two each day. I've been sleeping badly and having weird if not too terribly disturbing dreams. Last night, for example, I dreamed I was cursed with invisible Lovecraftian horrors that pursued me ceaselessly after the sun went down. Instead of being terrifying, though, they were merely annoying, playing off how much I hate to run. I also dreamed Baby Brother chased me up the old ceader tree that braced one of the old dog pens back home, the one I used to climb all the time whenever I wanted a little peace and quiet. I haven't talked to Baby Brother since his birthday, apart from the odd Facebook quip. So go figure.
Work's been okay. I worked with Dread and Junior Friday and Saturday, and just Dread today, wherein said co-worker was almost three hours late due to oversleeping. I got cut early Saturday, apparently missing both Junior's freak-out at the Big Man letting a nine-top in and Young Queen's table dancing, but on the upside I found a good delivery pizza and watched (and thoroughly enjoyed) a couple episodes of "The Avengers".
So, apart from doing nothing but sleeping when not at work and getting whacked on the head from some chickenshit fratboy, it was a pretty decent weekend. So it goes.
In any event, there really isn't a whole lot to report. I went into work Friday, Saturday and Sunday at 2:30 and I stayed in bed until just about two each day. I've been sleeping badly and having weird if not too terribly disturbing dreams. Last night, for example, I dreamed I was cursed with invisible Lovecraftian horrors that pursued me ceaselessly after the sun went down. Instead of being terrifying, though, they were merely annoying, playing off how much I hate to run. I also dreamed Baby Brother chased me up the old ceader tree that braced one of the old dog pens back home, the one I used to climb all the time whenever I wanted a little peace and quiet. I haven't talked to Baby Brother since his birthday, apart from the odd Facebook quip. So go figure.
Work's been okay. I worked with Dread and Junior Friday and Saturday, and just Dread today, wherein said co-worker was almost three hours late due to oversleeping. I got cut early Saturday, apparently missing both Junior's freak-out at the Big Man letting a nine-top in and Young Queen's table dancing, but on the upside I found a good delivery pizza and watched (and thoroughly enjoyed) a couple episodes of "The Avengers".
So, apart from doing nothing but sleeping when not at work and getting whacked on the head from some chickenshit fratboy, it was a pretty decent weekend. So it goes.
Friday, April 2, 2010
April 1, 2010
And another day slips by. Nothing special about it. Worked with Dread and we had a fairly steady evening. Went out with the Young Queen afterwards for a couple beers and that's basically that, honestly.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
March 31, 2010
So, I'm lying in bed this morning, around 11 o'clock, when the phone rings and caller ID says it's the Big Man. Against my better judgment - phone calls for work are rarely a good thing, in my experience - I answer the phone to find out that Dread's under the weather and can I work tonight. Of course, I say yes, because what else am I going to do. Actually, I had planned to go to the Wednesday In The Square, even though it was Cowboy Mouth, and watch In The Mouth Of Madness with a spaghetti supper. But the best laid plans gang aft agley. Big Man said Dread would work either Friday or Saturday for me, but all three of us are scheduled to work both days anyway. I may just ride it out for the hours.
In any event, I go in and it is deader than disco. We might've had five tables all night, and I'm probably being generous. I worked with Junior, but we spent most of the time after we got our prep done hanging out in the front of the house with Young Queen and Sis. It was one of those ridiculously slow nights like we had before Mardi Gras.
After work, I went to Finnegan's, a bar across the street, with Sis and Young Queen for a rather enjoyable evening. Sis's dad was there and he was a fairly cool character, and there was much bitching about work to be done. Sis holds the bosses in much contempt and I can't say that I blame her, even if I'm able to get myself in a work position that suits me. Ah, well, that's work for you.
I also managed to get my taxes done today and not only do I not have to worry about Louisiana state tax, I'm getting back something like $1,200 from the federal. That can't be right, but we'll see. I also talked to Momma for a bit and she's doing well. The weather was beautiful and that's about the long and short of it.
In any event, I go in and it is deader than disco. We might've had five tables all night, and I'm probably being generous. I worked with Junior, but we spent most of the time after we got our prep done hanging out in the front of the house with Young Queen and Sis. It was one of those ridiculously slow nights like we had before Mardi Gras.
After work, I went to Finnegan's, a bar across the street, with Sis and Young Queen for a rather enjoyable evening. Sis's dad was there and he was a fairly cool character, and there was much bitching about work to be done. Sis holds the bosses in much contempt and I can't say that I blame her, even if I'm able to get myself in a work position that suits me. Ah, well, that's work for you.
I also managed to get my taxes done today and not only do I not have to worry about Louisiana state tax, I'm getting back something like $1,200 from the federal. That can't be right, but we'll see. I also talked to Momma for a bit and she's doing well. The weather was beautiful and that's about the long and short of it.
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