Time: 11:38pm
State of Being: crampy. being a girl sucks
Song lyric in my head:
current desire: money would be nice.
where am I?: in the living room on the couch.
what's that noise?: nothing. I'm debating putting on music, but I'm kind of enjoying the silence.
So I've been reading more of my past diary. At least the 5 or so entries the wayback machine saved. I read a couple to Russ the other day too. He thought it was pretty scary that I recorded every day. I want to start doing that again. So here it goes. My day:
Well okay. let's start with last night. I went to bed really early. around 11ish. Which is early for me. I usually have the closing shift. Most days I go in sometimes between 3 and 5. And I close at 9. Due to being part time, my hours are quite short. I used to be full time for years until I got that teaching job last year. I switched to part time so I can have both jobs. Then teaching job didn't work out. (long annoying story.) After I quit in February, I remained part time at the pharmacy.
Anywho, I digress. Last night, I went to bed around 11ish. Around 4am I woke up to use the restroom. Half asleep, in the middle of everything, an evil bug comes scurrying towards me. Stops. Scurries a bit more my direction. Stops. Scurries. Stops again. Scurries more. Now, I'm deathly afraid of these things. I despise them. They are evil and vindictive. They are plotting my demise. I have a phobia. It's an irrational fear. I panic, freeze, cry. It sucks. I have no control over my reaction. I used to call my friends up freaking out because there was a bug in the room. It still kind of sucks when I Raid them. Because now there's a dead evil creature in front of me. and those fucking things do not stay dead. They are zombies. And the zombie ones are more inclined to kill you anyway. No plots. Just pure instinct, because they plan their lives plotting. It's embedded in their little evil bug brains..
okay so i digress again. It's 4am. I'm peeing, and there's a bug crawling towards me. I'm half asleep. Start of a horror movie. I find one of Russ' magazines and I just throw it on him. Then, when I got a chance, I got up and jumped on it. Then I washed my hands, and went back to bed. Leaving the magazine there. Be damned if that thing was alive or zombie dead gets let free.
When I wake up for real around 7:30ish, I got up, and the magazine was moved. Russ must've seen it before he left for work. I take the dog out, make some coffee and a sandwich for breakfast. (yes a sandwich for breakfast. Sandwiches are delicious) Eat and drink, get dressed. Sometime within that time, Russ comes home. I get ready, and Russ takes me to work. On the way to work, I tell him about the magazine, and he said he figured. He seems to know me. I guess that's why he's my husband.
I guess I forgot to mention why I'm going to work. I usually work closing shifts, but took one of my co-workers shifts. 9-5. It's been FOREVER since I've openned! (on a non weekend or a holiday which are both open to close). and to leave by 5, I was excited! To not close and deal with closing crap is an exciting opportunity, so for once in a long while, I was actually really excited to go to work.
Russ drops me off at work, and I work. Pharmlife is just counting pills, answering the phone, taking prescriptions, refilling prescriptions, typing prescriptions, billing insurances, ringing people out. Then in the middle of everything, we have to do our wal-mart duties like help people find things out in the OTC (over the counter) area. Answer odd questions like where the shoepolish is. Oh and when the order arrives, we have to put all the new drugs away, apply the order into the computer, and do all the necessary paperwork involved. That's a day in the life of a pharmacy technician.
So my store just happened to be one of Russ' stores today (he works for this other vendor company that stalks things at walmart). And he came by, and had lunch with me at the subway in our store. Lunch is 1:30-2:00 every day. From 2-5, I did more work. One day I'll get to all my coworkers and such. Not tonight. I've digressed way too much.
Russ came to pick me up at 5. We went to Publix to get dinner. Finally agreed on pulled pork, because the sign said 2 for 1. We went to check out, but they weren't ringing 2 for 1. The cashier and the manager were so super cool about it. It was all just a cool, we'll take that off for you. And they gave both of our pulled pork things for free. yay publix promise! They were really nice. It made me have faith in customer service. I miss working for Publix. It was a very happy environment. Granted, I was in high school and all my friends worked there too, but it was still a better atmosphere than wal-mart.
We went home and watched a couple episodes of House. We've been binge watching House on Netflix. We finally made it to season 7 tonight. w00t!
Around 7:30, I decided I was gonna head out to talk to Kelly. She owns the DJing company with her brother, Adam. She's awesome and has actually turned into a really good friend. Anywho, she had a gig hosting trivia tonight at the Crazy Horse, a bar that's right down the road. I wanted to talk to her about picking up more gigs. I miss it, and I'm pretty broke. We got to talking and catching up throughout her trivia questions. She said she was actually going to text me soon. Because everything's been a little crazy lately and she hadn't forgotten about me. There's been a little drama with the girl that usually hosts at that bar. I've worked with Kelly at Bingo nights there. I love the Crazy Horse! It's so tiny, and everyone's a regular. It's pretty cool. So I may start hosting Thursday trivia there. Pretty cool.
Kelly and I end up talking for a while. I miss her. She's awesome. She let me read the bonus question! I miss the mic! I head home around 9:30, eat some pulled pork, watch some more House with Russ, and then he went to bed. I put on an episode of Freaky Eaters. This lady was addicted to cornstarch. Russ fell asleep, and I took the lap-top, went to the living room, and now I'm here.
so that's my day.
or at least the nutshell version.
Peace!
-mel-
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