Friday: Off at 2. Bought a crapload of shit from work, headed to Camano to pick up Terry from the shop. Which I totally forgot I didn't have to do. Cashed his check, went to the hoose so he could shower, then headed into Stanwood to meet up with Mike at the Sportsman. HEH. Had a couple drinks while waiting and kept feeding money into the jukebox. He finally showed around 7:30, we decided the Sportsman was lame, so we went to Blazing Saddles. HEEEEEEHHHH! That wasn't so great either, ya know, watching middle-aged couples line dance, so we went across the street to the Hotel. Which was the most horrifying fucking dive I'd ever been to. First thing when you walk in, there are tables and chairs everywhere, which makes navigating in and out to smoke whilst drunk impossible. Plus everyone there was either a 22-year-old crackhead or 40-50-something man. WEIRD fuckin' regulars. And of course, Terry went to school with half of the people there, so Mike and I barely saw him 'cause he kept getting yanked aside by everyone. It's okay. We just sat in the back and made fun of people. Heh. After all that we stopped at the AMPM for beer and headed back to Terry's to watch The POD and pass out. But Mike left about halfway through and ended up in Everett sleeping in his car or something. Good times.
Saturday: planned to have a barbeque. Bought a shit ton of food. No one showed up. As usual. Except Kevin, who we picked up from town. After we got back and everyone was shitfaced, a bunch of stupid drama ensued. Ehhh. Good ol' drunk people and their inability to let things go. Around this time I discovered that I was missing about $200. I think I lost it that drunk night on the town. Probably in the bathroom at Blazing Saddles. GUH. Oh well. There goes another month of saving money to move out. Right down the shitter.
...probably quite literally.
On Sunday Terry had to go help some guy move, so I left around 9:30, went home to shower and change, went to worky. It was so insane. SO insane, in fact, that I actually had to park at the fucking casino when I first arrived. I'm so glad I got stuck in the stockroom during our open hours. We were there recovering the store until midnight and it still looked like shit when we left.
Today: Got up at 10, so I actually had time to make myself pretty BEFORE I got to work. Incredible. The store was insane. Again. And I was on the floor running go-backs and fitting rooms and doing shoes and denim. Wee. Right before close, I got to make some girl's night 'cause I found (after looking FOREVER) her size in our bronze Salmas. I swear, I looked in the mismatched shoe bins for like 20 minutes for that girl. I love it when I can come through for fellow shoe addicts. Heh.
So tomorrow I work 5-2. Yay. Going to Terry's after work 'cause I have Wednesday off. Then later on Wednesday hopefully I can get the tires on my car swapped with the tires on the Summit. 'Cause my tires suck ass and are generic and the front right one leaks like a bitch.
Also. Suzette (DM) and Tim (LP) are both in tomorrow. Joypants.
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