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the selfish & apathetic

Before I start this post, I’d like to wish my brother Neil a very Happy 24th Birthday!
I know it’s almost eight in the morning. I woke up to the theme song of My So-Called Life on repeat since the Play All function did its round and returned to the DVD menu screen.
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the days go by

Wednesday is already here. In about 24 hours from now, I will probably be getting schooled at Magic. Wish me luck. Thursday follows then Payday then the much-awaited weekend.
Work has been uneventful. The whole system has been routine lately. I wake up, get ready for work, attend work, go home, repeat (except for Wednesday: The [...]

the scatterpost

The end of the month has finally here. This week has been a little busier than usual. Let’s recap.
Sunday: Dinner with the family that involved a long discussion about the plans for October. I’m sure I’ll go into detail here in the near future.
Monday: The work week begins. The day is usual, but the main [...]

the luck

Last night was a little different than my usual Friday nights. The lady’s been out of town since Tuesday, so the Bustaburger night was canceled for the week.
With the plans null for the evening, I decided to join some of my co-workers for some beers at a nearby bar. In the same area as the [...]

the year

Yesterday marked a year that I’ve been working the job I currently have. The day went by very similar to other days. It really doesn’t feel like I’ve been working this job for that long.
I guess my reward was the paid holiday off on Independence Day which rounded off this week very well. A two-day [...]

the break

Sig and I broke our usual routine last night to attend PK’s birthday gathering at Trudy’s Northstar. We indulged ourselves in fried Tex-Mex deliciousness, a break from Whataburger. Sig had a Cuban Martini, which is a whole shaker’s worth of Mojito. I consumed a half-gallon of water.
I’ve been assigned to train someone [...]

the daytime celebrity

Today was my first day off of work in six days, eight shifts, and forty hours. Some of those hours could have been prevented had a certain coworker of mine had not ended up in a certain correctional facility. It was relieving not to be filling drinks, making salads, and slicing pies all day [...]