i bought tickets for game 7. not that i’m rooting for the sabres to lose tomorrow night, i’d really like to see them wrap this series up. but reality, they’ll probably lose, philadelphia sucks to play in blahblahblah. i invited my mom to come with me haha we’ll see how that goes. and if they win tomorrow i assume i get a refund for the tickets. i’m supposed to go exploring with dagr on thursday, i’ll just have to be done by 5 or so.

i think i had THE most obnoxious person in the world at one of my tables today. he was 10 times more obnoxious than james at his worst. that’s how bad this guy was. randomly saying domo arigoto mr roboto and complete gibberish to make it seem like he was speaking an asian language. and then just making really really strange and horrible noises for no reason. and he didn’t have tourettes. and he kept saying fabulous, so awful, and oh god just…SO OBNOXIOUS. i overpaid a 700$ black jack, and that’s not a good thing to do, cuz he’s practically yelling in my ear all this weirdness. of course i couldn’t tell him to shut up. thankfully it was the last 20 minutes i had to be at that table for, if i had to deal with him the whole night i would have snapped.

“Johnny Depp is being lined up to play Michael Hutchence in a movie biopic about the INXS star, it has been claimed. ”

holy mother of god

!!!!!!!

gah stupid stomach

i need a stomach transplant. got to work and about 5 minutes later my stomach decided to revolt and start itself on fire. extreme ulcer pain again. i kept sitting there hoping it would go away. actually i hoped i was having a panic attack and that it wasn’t my stomach, but i wasn’t that lucky. ended up going to the EMTs at quarter to 8. i could hardly breathe, was shaking, drenched in sweat, total pain again, like when i had lei call 911 for me. i didn’t want to go to the hospital again tho, i still haven’t paid the january drunken er visit bill yet. i sat there for about a half hour before i felt well enough to get to my car to drive home.

of course the pain is tolerable now and i could work…if they had just let me sit there for an hour or so until it calmed down. instead i miss an entire day. since i have all 8pm starts next week i HAVE to work all 40 hours. beginning of the month, all the bills come, need $. i also get a point for leaving because i have no sick time left.

and i was in a good mood with the sabres win tonight too. i had a high limit blackjack relief string too. it was a cake night! grrr

can they do stomach transplants? they do stomach bypass so…why not? and let’s just say that they can. what if like…some 400 pound woman died and i got her stomach…would i start eating constantly? is the appetite controlled by the stomach or the brain? let’s say that it’s controlled by the stomach, my new obese woman’s stomach would just be all “Feed me feed me” all the time, would my super fast metabolism make up for obese stomach?

see i’m in a good/weird mood! just dying. ug.

going to try to sleep for a little bit, then since i’m home and not working i should be productive and work more on getting the shitass wall paper off the kitchen walls. unpack more. ug i’m so pissed.

so…i don’t think hockey would be half as exciting without rick jeanerret. i can understand why people outside of buffalo don’t like hockey. they don’t have the wonderful play by play that we do. one of these days rick is going to have a heart attack when buffalo gets a penalty shot or something hahaha.

dreams dreams…

about vegetables…and burlesque…and school stress…i had to write a paper and turn it in to my professor at a mcdonalds/appliance store. other people were getting really bad grades. when i went to get my grade i hadn’t noted one of my sources so she said i could fix it right there and it would be fine. but it was stressful, then it turned into something about having to take care of a bug problem on a farm…by throwing beetles down to the ground from the balconies of a hotel next door. so i kept trying to fling the bugs really far, and spread them out. sometimes when i went for scoop of beetles it was another bug killer…like eggplant…huge eggplants. and huge watermellons. someone else came up on the balcony to do my job and i was mad, but i could throw the huge watermellons farther onto the field so i stayed. then this mean lady, possibly the professor, came up on the balcony and told me they had outlawed throwing the huge fruits and vegetables. and the burlesque thing was that i had to find entertainment for the goth/movie screening at the terminal and was trying to find burlesque performers in toronto.

tommy called this afternoon while i was napping (until 4!!) but i didn’t feel like talking to him. turns out he has an old sabres jersey for me, someone took it to salvation army so he snagged it like i asked him to back in march, the last time i talked to him. i guess i should call him back now haha.

i’m not sure why i was feeling so rushed yesterday, today, and tomorrow. the apartment got taken care of yesterday, i turned the keys in today, i did the tour at the terminal, and tomorrow i have a dentist appointment. but for some reason i had it stuck in my head that i had all these things to do and that i wouldn’t have enough time. however everything is done before the time when i usually get up…i have all freaking day now. there are still a few things i can work on, but…unless i’m forgetting something major, i’m pretty good to go.

i think i’m going to go back to sleep for a while. ha i’m so lazy.

the arcade games are no more. dad took them apart with a hammer and drill and they are now filling the dumpster at the old place. going to take the keys back tomorrow and they better give me my deposit back. and tell me what to do about the utilities or i’m just going to shut them off.

also giving a tour to about 50 people tomorrow, from toronto. i’ve never given a formal tour at the terminal before, it’s always sorta question and answer when i talk to people about the place, or they are explorers and i stand around while they shoot pictures. ben did the tour last week and they all thought he was wonderful so hopefully i live up to the expectations of this group. it’s at 10. blah haha. too early.

i had a craps nightmare last night, that i was on a craps game and didn’t know what to do, and it for some reason involved folding clothes. funny thing is, i’m not even IN the craps class haha. very weird. not sleeping well because i was taking less of my meds since i thought the prescription was going to run out. that would involve me going back to the doctor, who always has a huge waiting list, and i hate her receptionist, and don’t want to go. but they refilled it anyway, so i don’t have to worry about withdrawal. i can go back to the full dose and sleep again haha. yay for me.

and the sabres lost. kinda expected it, first game in philly and all. no worries.

“Flyers need more offense to bounce back against Sabres” was an article title on yahoo sports today….and for some reason an 8-2 buffalo win doesn’t seem like it worked out for the flyers LOL. 8 fucking 2!! i managed to hear/watch the 1st period, so viewing the 5 goal onslaught was nice. it seems mondays are me, molino, and greg in pit 8, so it was great to go down and get the broom out for greg, and tell him it was now 5-0 hahah. it was a good night haha

exhausted from my no sleep cuz of the cup, and then the cable guy, so i neeeeeeeeeed bed. gotta go smash apart some arcade games tomorrow. i wish i was angry and everything so i could get some catharsis out of wrecking stuff but i’m pretty ok at the moment.

lord stanley part 2

k so i never got through to channel 2 but went down there after work this morning anyway. i was sorta scared they’d have a list of names or something, but it was totally informal. i ended up walking in with some families from a youth hockey team…and the coast guard showed up…and st marys…and another hockey team…and these 3 ppl and their old father. since it was ridiculous i txted phill to come down there and go to spot coffee cuz that’s where they were gonna take the cup to do the photo thing with all these people. then they separated ppl by why they were there, and i went with the 4 people cuz they had sent in an email too…ok so if i had ended up talking to jodi johnston on the phone i would have been on tv, and i could have plugged the terminal since that was part of my email suggestion. but oh well i’m SO not crying that i wasn’t on tv LOL…so we were in the studio for a few segments, and then we all went down to spot with the cup where all the other people were. met up with phill and they were doing more tv parts and pictures, and since i had no idea what was going to go on, i didn’t bring a camera. we ended up having one of the coast guard guys take a pic of us and he’s supposed to email it to me.

so yeah…i touched the cup. it was really cool looking. boston is spelled wrong on it one of the years they won. it’s neat cuz it’s obviously worn over the years, so the real early winners are kinda almost rubbed off haha. “the keeper of the cup” said that when it was brodeur (i think)’s day to have the cup he took it to the movies with his kids and they ate popcorn out of it haha. i wonder how much “the keeper” gets paid…

anyway it was pretty damn cool!