Snort

Okay, still waiting on the huge monster blizzard that was supposed to start at noon.

It's 5 p.m. now. Whatever. Overpaid Meteorlogists.

Last night at work:

Got slammed at 5:30 (half hour before I got there), and kept on going until close. My entire body hurts, as Manager, I was basically a glorified busgirl, foodrunner, and shit doer. I'm tuckered today. But did some cleaning at home and had some excellent quality kitty time.

Once again, Ineed to get the hell out of Dodge. Just looking for the time and place. Cheap. The photo of Miss Ev makes me happy. That was her "I love you" going away smile that I got before I left Denver. *sigh*

Holy MF

Pissed. Pissedpissedpissed. Screaming raging angry and it's bloody 10 to 6 a.m. and I can't let it out. I got home from work at 4 a.m.

DH is sound asleep, can't wake him, you unfortunately get my wrath. 1 1/2 feet of snow tonight. Not that big of a deal in MN, but my car got stuck in the back lot on my way home from work. Not that big of a deal. So. I. Thought.

At 5 a.m., I hear a plow in our driveway. We pay extra $$ to have a garage. My said car is stuck in snow. I run outside in jammies and try to talk to plow guy. He says he's hired to do our lot, but can't due to my stuck car. I run inside to bundle up, thinking plow guy will help get my car unstuck. HE'S MOTHEREFFIN GONE. I grab camera to take photos, but batteries are dead.
ARRRRGUH.

Am looking forward to calling landlord when I finally wake up.

I did get good news today, that I can't disclose. Really good news. No, I'm not knocked up.

Stuff to remember:

Killing Yourself to Live - Chuck Klosterman (who was in my bar last night, MY NIGHT OFF)
Snakes aren't dummies - ?
I've used up all of my sincerity - Ira Glass (This American Life)
Punch me in the face and wake me when it's over - Me, tonight.

Fancy Pants Benefit

So, here is the DH and myself before attending the National Hemophilia Gala on Saturday night. We had a very nice time (and no rubber chicken), hanging out at the downtown Hilton, and spending time for a good cause. By the way, do NOT go to the Hilton bar and order a B&B on the rocks and a fancy Jack Daniels, as it will run you $24. Yikes!

News from work...

*Don't get pissed at me when you put a buck into the jukebox at ten minutes after closing and we turn the thing off. We're closed.

*Wear your shoes. It's the middle of winter, sweetie, and you could cut your precious foot on some broken glass, also. If you aren't prepared to wear high heels all night, bring a spare set of flats. Or don't wear the darn shoes at all. Like you should be wearing shorts this time of year with fishnets and heels, anyhoo. Big fat fashion DON'T!

*Don't ever ask for your Long Island Tea to be stronger. Please.

*Don't come into the bar one night, make out with some random girl that you picked up, and then do the same thing again 2 nights later, with another girl. Manwhore. Blech.

*If you're bringing in a party of more than 6 people, call ahead. Come on. Like on a busy Friday night, we should be prepared to seat you and 17 of your closest friends right away. Park it and wait it out. Quitcher bellyachen.

That's about it for now. I know I have more, but I'm sleepy and need a nap!

This New Blogger

Is making me crazy.

Otherwise, life itself is making me crazy also. Lost the key to start my car the other day. Need title to get replacement key. Can't find title. Can't drive to work. DH drives me to work and I get ride home from co-worker. Still can't find title. DMV says it takes 3 days to replace title. AAAARGUH! Seriously, I have bills, a print out from bank with my name on it, insurance card, etc. The car is mine.

Sigh. Happy thoughts. Puppy Bowl III and Prince during the Super Bowl. Rainbows. F*cking unicorns. I don't care anymore!

Staff meeting today at 3, awesome seats to the Timberwolves (and I even Hate Hate Hate basketball) at 7, and still have to find a way for a key to my freaking car!

Gar. I'm just flying out to Denver.