i soooo fucking hate blackjack. if i’m on it again tomorrow i’m going to cry. i’m in so much pain right now it’s not even funny. and besides that, i was SUPPOSED to have the “early out” break, and leave at 20 to 4…so much for that, my relief skipped me or SOMETHING, cuz there it is, quarter to and i’m still on my table…so i was in for an hour and 20 min with no break, and didn’t get to leave early, and am in so much pain ug. hate blackjack.
now my stomach hurts and blah.
G (who is going to be my neighbor in the apartment) asked if i was going to the bar tomorrow night, cuz someone has taken a shining to me and wanted to know. yeah apparently this kid who has never said 2 words to me is interested in me. he sat across from me on break today, didn’t say a word…ooookkkk. yeah. ran into yet another NT grad who works at the casino too haha. 2 classes after mine, don’t know his name, but i knew he looked familiar and he was talking to me at work so i asked. yup, NT grad. we’re all winners!!!
i feel like at least one trent poster, macphisto and bowie all need homes in the new apartment. which goes against my/our planned decor. but i think i’m gonna have to arrange something so that they have homes…
i’m in such a u2 mood again it’s weird. the band at work did a bad cover of “Beautiful Day”…i found myself randomly having thoughts about u2 while i was dealing…i actually wanted to listen to all that you can’t leave behind ….watched pop mart again, watched zoo tv…and of course this layout…
i need to go to bed. my pain pills need to kick in.
i was just looking through my site designs, and approximately this time 2 years ago i had my macphisto layout….strange.
so i have a date thursday with the guy i met at the casino. mom fucking flipped out. apparently when he called he told her he knows me from the casino. so she asks me what he does there, i said he doesn’t work there. *flies off the handle* what are you doing giving your number to strangers at the casino. those people probably think anyone working at a casino is easy, and blahblahblahblahblahblah *end*….then when my dad gets home she tells him “guess what sara did that could be really dangerous…” like what the fuck. i guess she forgot about the thing called dating, when you meet someone you might be interested in and exchange numbers to get to know each other more… oh wait, it’s probably just that he’s not nate.
haven’t told her he’s black yet either…that’ll be spectacular
so yeah, totally need to get out of my house. everything will be easier….except for eating healthy. that’ll be rough hahaha.
and speaking of nate, there is a new dealer at work who is eerily reminiscent of nate…different shaped head, but the face, definitely similar. i did like a quadruple take lol.
i was trying to find someone with wednesday off to switch with me, so i can go to toronto and risk getting sars to see lacuna coil again. but i can’t find anyone…blah. probably be for the better, cuz with my luck, i would get sars and start an epidemic in buffalo blahblahblah. but i really want to see them again. and i really want to see bowie again. i heard he’s working on new material but with no planned release date yet.