3 posts tagged “hand”

Sometimes I really piss myself off.

Why is it that I can't for the life of me remember to not lotion my face and other parts of my body until AFTER I've put my contacts in!!!

It's not that big of a deal, I can wash my hands but I'm convinced one day I'm going to be blinded by residue face lotion that's on my hands.

The Terrorist didn't have to work yesterday. 
He took the day off so he could bring Little T to a counselor appointment and since he didn't know how long it was going to take he took the whole day.  The appointment was done by 11a and the kid was at school by 11.30a.  Which meant we had the next 4 hours to play!  Woohoo!

What'd we do?

We went to Ikea!
This is a HUGE fucking deal!  The Terrorist HATES Ikea.  Can't stand it.  I LOVE Ikea.  So when he suggested we go to Ikea I was slightly elated.  He's looking for a wooden box to build a computer in and while searching online he happened to find one at Ikea that could possibly work.  We've since found out that it doesn't work but that's not the point.  The point is that I got the Terrorist to go to Ikea!  Awesome.

After that we went to Home Depot. 
I'm not a girly girl.  Never have been and though for awhile it really bothered me, now I'm totally cool with it and I kind of have fun picking on the girly girls at work who can't handle getting their hands dirty.  I've always loved Home Depot.  There are all kinds of gadgets and gizmo's and it's just cool.  The T and are are wandering around looking for stuff he needs to build computers in wooden boxes.  I was basically there just to tag along but since I love Home Depot I was completely content.  We get an associate to help us find something and as Mr. Depot is showing us where the Plexiglas (or whatever) is, I get distracted by shiny stuff and fall behind them by about 15 or 20 feet.  I happen to look up towards them just as a lady home depot associate is passing by them.  She TOTALLY checked the T out.  My immediate thoughts... "Back off Bitch, He's mine!"   Then I laughed at myself.  Partially because I totally wanted to run up to him and start making out with him in front of her and partially because I realized how foolish I was being.  Here I thought I've grown so much in the past few years and I'm getting over my major jealousy issues but yet I got all stupid about some random chick noticing that my boyfriend is a hotty.

By that point I was starved, so we stopped at McDonald's, came home, gorged then had some afternoon sex.  Afternoon sex is awesome.  We haven't had afternoon sex since the days when we were both unemployed and didn't do much aside from sitting around all day and have sex.  Though I can't say I'm a huge fan of afternoon sex immediately following a McDonald's gorge fest... Something about Mickey D's just makes me feel anything but sexy.  Beggars can't be choosers though.

Disclaimer:  It's 2 hours and 24 minutes into 2008.  And I'm blogging.  Why am I blogging?  Because I'm at work!  And since I'm stuck here tonight I decided to get stoned.  (Shhh don't tell.)  But yeah... I've got some more stoned blogging going on.

I don't know why I put disclaimer's in?  But I kind of enjoy doing it.  That one was kind of weak though. 

Anyway... moving on. 

Tonight, was by far the worst night EVER since I've been at the Olive Garden.  Our ticket times were averaging about 45mins.  45 MINUTES!!!  From the point when we put the order in to the point when it comes out is 45mins long.  That's absurd!!  And that was the average.  There were some that were up in the 60min range.  I have no idea how it happened.  The kitchen got so backed up at one point that we had to stop seating for a bit to let them try and catch-up.  It worked for a second or two but then ticket times when WAY back up.  We couldn't turn tables at all because the tables we had were waiting an hour for there food and they were WAITING AN HOUR for there food so they were understandably grumpy.  I didn't get out of there until 1045p.  I was supposed start working at Pro.Com. at 10p.  I knew I was going to be a little late so I told them that.  I made it into work at 1130p  but not before slamming my hand in the car door.  It hurt.  A lot.  But my hand isn't bruised.  I don't know why though.  I slammed it hard enough to leave a door framed shaped dent in my hand, that dent has been replaced with a good sized bump and no bruise.  I think I'm defective.  I don't bruise properly. I'd be the perfect battered wife.  Push me around all you wan't and there wont be a mark on me.

Anyway... I can't say that 2007 ended on an extremely great note.  But that was just the last few moments.  They don't really count for much anyway.

I worked with Xavier again the other night.  He's so beautiful.  And I love his name.  Granted this is a name that I gave him but I think that that is just a minor detail.  His real name is pretty cool too but not as cool as Xavier!  He has to be dating a hostess.  Blech.  Oh well. 

HOLY FUCK.  I just looked at the calender and aside form it being 2008 (wow, time flew) I also realized that if I sleep when I'm planning that's in 2 and a half weeks!!  Fuck that's soon!  I'm getting nervous.  Well, I've been nervous.  But I'm getting even more nervous.  Katie's freakin' out on me because she doesn't want me to make the trip alone (she's worried I'm gonna end up dead at the hands of a deranged trucker..  And because she thinks I should take the southern route.  Which I can't say I disagree with but I'm going to be smart about it.  Thanks to tonight at the OG (even though I didn't make as much as I should have) I made enough to hit my $2000 goal!  Woot woot!  I'm very excited.  I wanted to call the mechanic and set up an appointment to have him put my car on the computer and talk to him about what I should do to my car but I couldn't find the phone number online and I couldn't get a hold of my mum to get the number before I went to work.  I'll get that done hopefully by Wednesday.

Shit.  The night is basically over.  I don't know when that happened but I need to go.  Jesus... what have I been doing with my time?!  I started this blog 4 hours ago.  Damn.  Okay well I need to go attempt to clean out my car.