- Mood:
Eye Candy - Listening to: Rest in peace
- Reading: Lord of the flies
- Watching: Macbeth
- Playing: Resident evil 5
- Eating: Boston pizza again....eww..
- Drinking: COKE
Fatigue, exhaustion, caffeine addiction, these are a few things that have been in my life REPEATEDLY. I am glad none of my bosses or co workers read this journal, i just need to vent my thoughts...I am FUCKING SICK of working 40+ hours a week. I can't even ask for less hours now, because we just entered a staffing crisis, if I decide I can't work as much, than all of BP's is fucked. it's bad enough that due to short staffing, we only have 4 people on kitchen shift per night, but they need me working five nights so they at least have four. Don't get me wrong, lots of people have been grinding shifts too...and if they decided they can't work as much, it would be the same thing. But I have had to work almost EVERY Friday and saturday night for weeks, and those shifts last almost 10-11 hours a piece. this weekend that just happened, I booked off friday and saturday night 4 weeks ago, so i would have one weekend off for sure. I got it off too, but I had my boss bitching at me all week, "please work it, we need the staffing!" she wanted to give matt and mike the day off even though they booked it off four days in advance. I said fuck that, I had to book it off a month in advance and your giving them it off? no, I am not working, I have plans.
sorry, I am venting, and i have more, so those of you who are sick of listening to me whine, skip to where it says "END VENT"
Well, me and my gf broke up a little over a week ago, not fun. Here's a funny one, i actually broke up with her. By accident! Yeah, how the hell does that work? well, we were in an argument, and I said something, she decided that meant I was breaking up with her....which isn't what I had planned, or what I wanted. I tried to apologize, to say i didn't wanna break up...but she'd have none of that. so it ended, sad tune, sad song, happier ending later on.
I have taken a shine to another girl, we are just friends. at least for a while, but I hope something good will come out of this one.
---END VENT---
aside from all that, I am still here, and very sorry that I have been away for so long. all it takes is a phone call, and if I am at work (which wouldn't surprise me) MAKE SURE MY PARENTS WRITE DOWN YOUR NUMBER! I have officially lost the phone number of everyone in BC, it kinda blows, considering I feel really bad about not phoning anyone in quite a while, but I seem to have hit an obstacle. I would love to stay and chat longer, but the bell is ringing and amanda wants to leave.
so adios all~
I love everyone who read this!
-Kirk
Brownie points of epicness. You now has them.
I promise, I'll call soon. I meant to, on Beltane, but, I lost track of time again. It really hadn't been four months yet, imo.
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Dystopia.
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I only want to feel your touch
the touch of an angel that guides me home when I am lost
and gives me love when I feel that I am hated
Contact me, pluuzeeeee.
I dont care if its a text message, call, email, snail mail, smoke signal, morse code or message in a bottle. For reasons unknown to me I crave your wordedness?
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MMMMM Pizza Bagels!
its like a video call on msn, but with a different program.
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--amy
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I'm sleeping through my happy ending
I won't wake til' it's gone
I am dreaming through the final chapter
because I've been awake for so long
its quite cool.
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--amy
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn't have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
[Chorus:]
And we were trying different things
We were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We'd blister in the sun
We couldn't wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock and roll
While we were trying different things
And we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I'll hear that song and I'll start to sing along
And think man I'd love to see that girl again
*please*
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I only want to feel your touch
the touch of an angel that guides me home when I am lost
and gives me love when I feel that I am hated
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I'm sleeping through my happy ending
I won't wake til' it's gone
I am dreaming through the final chapter
because I've been awake for so long
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I only want to feel your touch
the touch of an angel that guides me home when I am lost
and gives me love when I feel that I am hated
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