Last year I spent my tax return on a trip to the Grand Canyon. This year I'm spending it on medical bills. Times change and things suck, kids.

You guys talking about tax refund or return?? Cause there's a difference.

Hungover. I need a drink.

Same boat.

How 'bout a Bloody?

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Bloody Mary would be sweeter then candy. I drank about ten plineys and a few others. Can't even focus.

I found that a good beef sangwidge really helps too, and that pic is making me hungry. I'm off to Als Beef!

Drop acid

Only on Holidays with family.

:clap:

Found a guy who deals DMT and LSD last night, talked about Tesla, and "Saka" Punk with the dude. He meant to say Ska, but we were all really toasted, and the 5 beers I had beforehand probably had something to do with it too. It was a pretty derped out night, but everything was pretty chill, so it was good. I always need to recharge after outings though, so I'm doing that while listening to some new music.

Enjoyed having time between calls at work today to work on puzzles. It is nice to not hear "BEEEEEEEEP!" signalling another call coming in the moment the previous call is ended. It's only been, oh, eight months.

And I'm trying to prep myself for my screenwriting workshop thing on Saturday. Instructor is Allison Anders, and she's a hero of mine, so I'm more trying to prep myself to keep my cool and not geek out than anything.

I almost managed the cool-keeping when training to wrestle with Bobby Blaze for the first time, but damn near burst into tears when we'd finished putting the ring together and got in it for the first time. And then the marking out anytime he said something about a match he had with another wrestler I idolize.

Still. I've gotten better since the awkwardness of meeting Tim Curry when I was in high school. XD

I've started spending my free time browsing Craigslist job and rental postings in other towns/states, in hopes that I'll be able to pick up and leave whenever I find the right combination.

^ it'd be awesome to see you move a little north. :)

I've been kind of doing something similar, but my marketable skills earn me $18 an hour max, and my skills I'd like to use I tend to give for free, because I'm not exactly in with anyone in motion pictures or television. Hoping to network some on Friday and Saturday, to get some advice if nothing else in that respect.

So, today was my day off. But since we can't seem to find people to pass a drug test. They hire them, then test, then fire the next day. And I say to myself, (stoned as hell I might add) how do you not pass a test? How? Did you not go to the head shop? Did you not buy the synthetic urine like everybody else in this kitchen? Oh....what's that, you don't trust the over the counter 'novelty urine?' So let me see if I understand this correctly, you don't trust it because you think it will show up positive for drugs. Yes, they put fake drugs in your fake pee. Novelty, totally the joke is on you! What the ****? Really I smoke weed in the back of this establishment all day. Literally. How do you fail a drug test how? I don't mind the OT, because I am an hourly sous and I am slightly expensive when I run into the OT.

I am however going to need every bit of overtime on this check to bail myself out of jail for murdering my downstairs neighbor. DUDE, your crazy Russian dupstep sucks......

Or....ya know..... have a lil self discipline n stop smokin for a few weeks



Just turned in this weeks timesheet. 41 hrs overtime.... glory

That is a glorious pay check bro. Hey man, I passed the drug screen. I don't have the problem not smoking, or passing drug screens for jobs. I shake my head when people **** something that simple up. It's like ****in up a two car funeral, how, how Jesus how do you do that?!

I just destroyed a friendship. **** me.

Friends, eh.

Who needs em?

Things are probably not as bad or as unsalvageable as they seem. Just give it time.

This morning I played hockey for the first time in two years. I'm hoping to get back onto a team but my skills seem to have vanished a bit. :(

So in Canada not only do actual living, breathing people play hockey, but girls do too? WTF?

Lolz.

Yeah and I learned this year that people in Canada are actually good at basketball too. As evidenced by Andrew Wiggins.

I didn't know snowballs bounced.

:laughing: lmao, yeah. Unfortunately women can't make it as far as men when it comes to professional hockey. If you're a woman and you're a good player, you might get to the CWHL but it doesn't get a lot of attention and I don't think players get paid. If you manage to make it onto a men's team, you probably won't go higher than major junior. A lot of women continue to play on NCAA teams well into their 20's as well, because there's no other leagues to play in. It's frustrating for them when they see all the shittiest players in the NHL signing million dollar contracts.

Only off peoples heads after a few days in the freezer.

Well, my bracket is already wrong.

hypothetical situation.
you're supposed to hand in your essay for the 11am deadline on Friday.
It's 5.30pm, Friday evening, and you're just starting it.
Is there really any point? Or should you just take the 'fail'

Better late than never but why leave it so late :D?

Hypothetically, someone misread the multiple e-mails he received about when the submission deadline was and thought he had until Monday.

Oh well, if I get it over and done with in the next few hours, I can still go out tonight.

I used to do all my essays like a day or two before the deadline, even if it was assigned like 2 months before that. I just work better that way. Also I've received some of the best grades on papers I wrote while drinking. Maybe the words flow as the alcohol flows, idk. Cheap red wine seemed to do the trick.

Does anyone want to hook me up with a couch and/or job? I need to get out of here badly.

Manky, if the rules are the same as they were for me, you can hand it in on Monday and only incur a one day penalty. That'd give you the whole weekend to do it. I'd give it a go if that's the case.

Writing an essay while drunk didn't end well for me, but yeah, the words definitely do flow. I was drinking a local favourite - a caffeine filled tonic wine - the buzz of which briefly made me think I was writing like James Joyce before I went out that night. Next day, deadline day, I read what I'd written - that was a nasty shock. Failed that one, badly.

Aye, that was what my pal said as well. Although we weren't 100% sure. It's done now anyway, no alcohol consumed but plenty of Grade A shit was spewed nonetheless.
Might go and get myself a bottle of the local favourite you speak of to celebrate.

I love close Basketball games.

Yesterday there was 4 OT games, and there's already been a few close games today.

I just got the rest of albums I ordered in the mail today, so I'm going to listen to those while watching basketball.

Can't see this day going badly at all.

For me it always depended on the professor AND you would have to have talked to them in advance or else they wouldn't allow the penalty extensions.


Yesterday at the post office, I was reminded that we live in a post 9/11 world. It's almost like I forgot. So, I left my backpack on a counter to go use a pen from one of the windows on the other side. This lady goes up to one of the ladies working behind the working and alerts her that there is a random bookbag just sitting there unattended. I spoke up quickly and said that it was mines and went to get it. If I didn't say something I felt like the bomb squad would have been called in for a practically empty bookbag. I was kind of curious to see how far it would go but not foolish enough to let it get anymore hectic and have any alerts set off.

The Birthday Message: By RoxyRollah

I was asked today by the food and beverage director to inscribe a birthday message on a cake for a rather large party of 175. Not a problem. I got you, let's add on to the waist deep world of bull**** and ugliness I got called in early for. (I just want to say right here right now, I am already on three full days of overtime. I surpassed my 40 Wed.)

So I start looking for the tools I will need to write what in my mind is going to be a simple happy birthday.... Nope, no tools. Icing no, piping top sizes no, ****. All I have is strange gel topping ****, so when I do desserts for parties I usually use fruit, and creme fresh. (I ended up freezing some 8inch see through, through glass tiles, and writing on it with the gel then freezing it again!)

ANY****INHOO....

In strolls the food and beverage director with the paper containing little more then happy birthday on it, so I think.....

The message reads and I quote, "Happy happy birthday my dear ted, & many many more to come!!"
You ****ing kidding me? Really? Did we have to blow him?

Later as I am writing this after my 4:20 smoke break I look at my partner and say "Mike how about I write happy birthday Lucille Ball on this bitch?"
"Do it! That way when they ask me what happened; I can say I dunno why you mad man eurbody love Lucy!"

:laughing:

This sadly was the highlight of my day. I hate getting dicked down by my job. :mad:

You did not.

Remind me to never go to any restaurant to celebrate important milestones.
Can't trust those wage slaves.

Mile stone? For all we know Ted could have been turning 2. Yay for Ted!

My pay nor ****ty work environment, make my standards drop, (I have considered it from time to time. But sadly I can't do it.)

Not everyone are like the cooks in Waiting... ;)

lies!

You know that movie was basically a documentary especially of your work environment.