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24 hours....
Mar. 16th, 2002 06:58 pm
So...after skip=280 and some dinner, I think I'm ready to actually tackle a journal entry. Uh. Yes. I have things to say.
Last night was the St. Patrick's Day Beef and Beer at MHR. Whee! More drinking and debauchery at a Catholic church. Much with the fun and the alcohol and the craziness. I brought Waryne and Brielle with me and it ended up being quite amusing. We did an alcohol run because the fifteen or so of us had already gone through all the Yeungling and Pucker we'd brought by 10. Granted, we'd only gotten there at about 9 but still. So Paula, drunk off her ass, and I, sober as can be, go and get more alcohol. Fun. I like her truck. I'm glad I get the truck when I get the house. But yes. Danced with folks. Waryne and I protested the Stayin' Alive line dance thing by kicking out a nice Irish wheel and jig combo in the middle of the freakin' line dance. 'Twas amusing because we were much with the drunk. The party ended at 1 but Waryne, Brielle, my boss Joe, and myself headed to the bar next door to continue the party. It was funny as all hell because Joe and Waryne were especially trashed and talking about sex in bad Irish accents. As I said to Paula and Mimi this morning, if I ever have to hear about Joe's sex life again it'll be too soon. I love the guy. I do. But he's my boss! I do NOT need to hear about his staying power (or lack thereof as he nears 50). But it sounds like he's getting laid which is a great thing. It makes Paula quite happy. But at the bar they had a live band playing and they were playing some good stuff to sing along to: Journey, Styx, Bruce, even some recent stuff like Puddle of Mudd. So we're singing along, loudly and badly. Even Joe was singing. I think Brielle was just tired and she was the DD so she wasn't drunk. Waryne was slamming his beer bottle on the table during 'Sail Away'. And then when the band got offstage at 2 and other music started playing, the debates began. Joe and Waryne were shouting in drunken states about music and Dylan and Springsteen and even the Smashing Pumpkins at some point. And I got into a fight with Waryne about whether him liking a few Creed songs is worse then my undying love for Nsync. I say it is. Because Creed. ::shudders:: Then Waryne and Brielle screamed at me for having Linkin Park love. And Joe kind of laughed at us. He can hang really well with us younger folks. I love my boss. Got home around 2:30-2:45. Fell asleep immediately. I managed to wake up and drag my hungover as shit ass to work at 8:30.
I would like to state for the record that work was HELLISH today and I had a new cashier to train and my sister who is still basically a trainee as well since she doesn't know shit. But of course she was sick so she left really early. Bitch. And 8 hours a day on my feet running around really does not agree with my back. By the end of the day I'm in spasms for the most part. I would have begged Mimi for some muscle relaxers had she not left already.
Our grand opening is on April 6th and we were talking about it last night because we have no lives and work consumes us. Hell, Mimi Jr. and I even dream about it which is so scary. We're looking at possibly a $10,000 Saturday which is UNHEARD of. We've been doing $5000 - $6000 the last few Saturdays and that's just insane for us. This is just going to be nuts. But hey. If anyone's in Deptford on April 6th, stop by Grove Hardware and get yourself a free burger and stuff like that. I'll be the crazy one behind the register looking like I want to kill someone but still smiling insanely.
I think I'm going out with Mike and Brielle to a movie tonight. Mike's supposed to be calling me back. I should really just stay in and sleep but I really want to see Mike. I have fun with him.
On a weird note, when I opened my junk mail folder in hotmail, I ran across an email from Chris. Haven't talked to him since September. I'm not sure if I'll email him back. Probably. I miss him.
Happy birthday, Jennie!
Big ::::hugs:::: to Dayse and Sarah who both sound like they need them.
::whispers:: 9 days!
Last night was the St. Patrick's Day Beef and Beer at MHR. Whee! More drinking and debauchery at a Catholic church. Much with the fun and the alcohol and the craziness. I brought Waryne and Brielle with me and it ended up being quite amusing. We did an alcohol run because the fifteen or so of us had already gone through all the Yeungling and Pucker we'd brought by 10. Granted, we'd only gotten there at about 9 but still. So Paula, drunk off her ass, and I, sober as can be, go and get more alcohol. Fun. I like her truck. I'm glad I get the truck when I get the house. But yes. Danced with folks. Waryne and I protested the Stayin' Alive line dance thing by kicking out a nice Irish wheel and jig combo in the middle of the freakin' line dance. 'Twas amusing because we were much with the drunk. The party ended at 1 but Waryne, Brielle, my boss Joe, and myself headed to the bar next door to continue the party. It was funny as all hell because Joe and Waryne were especially trashed and talking about sex in bad Irish accents. As I said to Paula and Mimi this morning, if I ever have to hear about Joe's sex life again it'll be too soon. I love the guy. I do. But he's my boss! I do NOT need to hear about his staying power (or lack thereof as he nears 50). But it sounds like he's getting laid which is a great thing. It makes Paula quite happy. But at the bar they had a live band playing and they were playing some good stuff to sing along to: Journey, Styx, Bruce, even some recent stuff like Puddle of Mudd. So we're singing along, loudly and badly. Even Joe was singing. I think Brielle was just tired and she was the DD so she wasn't drunk. Waryne was slamming his beer bottle on the table during 'Sail Away'. And then when the band got offstage at 2 and other music started playing, the debates began. Joe and Waryne were shouting in drunken states about music and Dylan and Springsteen and even the Smashing Pumpkins at some point. And I got into a fight with Waryne about whether him liking a few Creed songs is worse then my undying love for Nsync. I say it is. Because Creed. ::shudders:: Then Waryne and Brielle screamed at me for having Linkin Park love. And Joe kind of laughed at us. He can hang really well with us younger folks. I love my boss. Got home around 2:30-2:45. Fell asleep immediately. I managed to wake up and drag my hungover as shit ass to work at 8:30.
I would like to state for the record that work was HELLISH today and I had a new cashier to train and my sister who is still basically a trainee as well since she doesn't know shit. But of course she was sick so she left really early. Bitch. And 8 hours a day on my feet running around really does not agree with my back. By the end of the day I'm in spasms for the most part. I would have begged Mimi for some muscle relaxers had she not left already.
Our grand opening is on April 6th and we were talking about it last night because we have no lives and work consumes us. Hell, Mimi Jr. and I even dream about it which is so scary. We're looking at possibly a $10,000 Saturday which is UNHEARD of. We've been doing $5000 - $6000 the last few Saturdays and that's just insane for us. This is just going to be nuts. But hey. If anyone's in Deptford on April 6th, stop by Grove Hardware and get yourself a free burger and stuff like that. I'll be the crazy one behind the register looking like I want to kill someone but still smiling insanely.
I think I'm going out with Mike and Brielle to a movie tonight. Mike's supposed to be calling me back. I should really just stay in and sleep but I really want to see Mike. I have fun with him.
On a weird note, when I opened my junk mail folder in hotmail, I ran across an email from Chris. Haven't talked to him since September. I'm not sure if I'll email him back. Probably. I miss him.
Happy birthday, Jennie!
Big ::::hugs:::: to Dayse and Sarah who both sound like they need them.
::whispers:: 9 days!
