aunt trudy is volunteering at the thai buddhist tiger sanctuary that she visited last year. she’s been almost mauled by a full size tiger (teeth at her neck but then it only sniffed her) and bitten twice by the baby tigers. and is totally loving it. when i get laid off i’m going to travel with her.
and completely unrelated, headline: “Joe the Plumber turns on McCain over bailout support”….WHY IS HE STILL GETTING ATTENTION? who the FUCK cares?!
dream: i was talking to someone on IM and she asked me if i had been at the creed concert in cleveland the night before. and i said no, and asked if she was, and she said yes. and so i asked, was that because you actually like creed. and she said yes, and that the concert the night before was actually in boston. and i was like OMG you went all the way to boston to see creed and she said yes. so i said that she totally lost all credibility in a NIN line for liking creed. then she was sending me pictures that i thought were from the creed show, of people in weird outfits and costumes, like a girl dancing around in a pink bee costume, but then she said no they went to a rave in a high school when they were in boston. then suddenly i was there at the rave and someone asked me why i wasn’t dancing, and i said because i was actually sober. so i was walking around the school and some girl kept following me. the school seemed really old, but she said that it was still in use, they just clean up from the rave before the kids come in in the morning. ha
then another dream that bono was organizing some environmental summit in buffalo, and somehow i had gotten his email address, so i emailed him and was asking about it. we started corresponding and i was pretty sure it was really bono, and eventually he asked if i wanted tickets to this summit (apparently it wasn’t a public thing, but for politicans and famous ppl etc). i really wanted to meet him and hoped he’d be there, so i said yeah i wanted tickets, and i asked leighanne if she wanted to go but she was out of town.
dream: i was at work, in the old section – pit 3 or 4 – and i was apparently a floor supervisor again. trent was playing black jack in the next pit over and had a problem with his spoon….he had a spoon and something was wrong with it. apparently i had a spoon too, and he kept mentioning me to the dealer because he wanted to borrow my spoon…he left to rejoin the tour, and people were telling me he kept talking about me and arrangements were made that next time he came in i’d be the one to deal to him. so he did come back in, and my job was to make him soup…so we were in some other area, that had a stove and i was asking him how he liked his soup, with a lot of noodles or not, and he just shrugged. so there i am making chicken soup for trent, when i have no idea how to make soup. i just broke up noodles and put them in a pot to boil, and added chunks of chicken, assuming there was broth someplace. so he left again, and i kept trying to think of ways to impress him, so i decided to give blood. even tho in real life i vowed to never give blood again after they took it from me when they shouldn’t have. so i went to the blood bank and was waiting in line. i guess it was closing time because i never got called, and went back the next day. again, didn’t actually give any blood and then i was at home with my parents who were both sleeping because they had given blood and were tired. then trent showed up again and was like, i was at a store and i saw a pot with alot of holes in it (maybe a colander?) and it made me think of you, because maybe you have a lot of little holes in your surface that i can try to get through to reach you, and he gave me a hug.
US Open TV commentator: “One of the reasons Arnie Palmer is playing so well is that, before each final round his wife takes out his balls and kisses them…Oh my God, what have I just said?!!”
l.o.l.
i got some weird compliments recently.
1. a girl asked me if my eye lashes were real. um yes. she said they were so dark and long she thought they were implants. you can get eyelash implants? yes apparently, she had it done in NYC…really expensive. it’s more like eyelash extenstions than implants, they glue like, caps, onto your lashes and they last a few months.
2. these 2 black women said i looked like that girl from top model, we had the same hair. and i said, oh the one who just won yeah we have the same hair. they were like, and your face too, you look like her. no thanks, i thought mckee looked ugly and scary when she smiled.
3. i was called sarah palin again, and i said please don’t call me that. and they said, but she’s a very pretty lady, and i said but she’s an idiot so that’s not really a compliment to me hahaha
it appears i survived lay off number 1. many of my friends didn’t. looks like they are using seniority, because both dealers and supervisors who were laid off were all the most recently promoted. it sucks. on my shift 5 floors were cut, and the rumor is 17-25 dealers but i’ve only heard of about 10. i really think i am ok (for now). if the layoffs are based on seniority i am way up there, there aren’t many day 1 dealers left in the place. if it’s based on attendance points and “behavior” i’m also fine as i may have 1 point which will go away on new years day (from calling in for the ice bowl ha) and i’ve gotten 1 write up in the last 3 years since i demoted myself. still sucks though.
brilliant
the news paper has it that 210 people at work are getting laid off tonight…the first one seems to be our boss. apparently just got laid off when he went in this morning. fantastic.
*edit*…i don’t understand economics, i admit it never made sense to me in school, so i while i realize the economy right now is bad, and may get worse, it’s not THAT BAD! i think all these companies are freaking over reacting and making things even worse. my company apparently has made 450 million this year. but because it’s not at the projected 500 million they are crying in their peace pipes. they’re trying to get us to work 4 days (so they can save a whole 61.40 that they pay me each day) and now laying off because the “economy is bad”. maybe if all the companies kept all their jobs, people would continue to have money that they could then spend at other companies and no one would have a problem.
400 and 50 fucking million! apparently it’s more than last year at this time, but still just not enough. maybe my communist side is showing…
dream: it was like i was watching a new movie. there was a couple who was looking at houses to buy. they toured one that was really nice, but looking at the people’s stuff, they thought they were terrorists because they had a book that was about jihad. then they were out somewhere, apparently this was nyc and they saw a missile launch. everyone stopped and was watching where the missile was going, and the trajectory had it hitting the golden gate bridge (which you could apparently see from ny haha). just as it hit the bridge, they saw another missile come out of the ocean, and then go back down into it with a huge mushroom cloud. everyone starts panicking and it’s like Armageddon. it’s all smoky and everyone is running around. this couple finds the rest of their family among the crowd and the woman looks up and sees the statue of liberty, and says they need to go to her. so this mass of people start walking to the statue (despite that it’s on it’s own island…). someone jokes that the statue is going to come alive to save them like ghostbusters. but instead they see this small part of the statue moving, and it’s this statue of an indian with bull horns coming out of his head, which apparently is part of the statue of liberty that comes alive, and he comes down to talk to the crowd of people about needing them to form an army to fight these attackers who are apparently coming across land from the west coast. it was really scary and intense but i can’t explain it right.
thanksgiving in detroit. we headed up wednesday afternoon and had a basic pizza dinner at my dad’s sisters house where we were staying. thursday we surprised ed and laurice who didn’t know we were in town and went to their house for a few hours and then back to my aunts. my 2 cousins arrived with their kids, 9, 7 and 3. i haven’t been out there in probably 5 years, and had never met the 3 year old. i don’t know what to do with kids but some how my bedroom became a dance party, where they figured out how to use cassettes (i didn’t think they even knew what they were!) and blasted rock and roll (disco really) and danced and jumped on the sofa bed. the little one announced he liked motley crue and that “dad has alot of loud cds” hahaha. he started dancing “like a cowboy” with his hands on his waistband, and doing what i would sorta call the “new kids dance” haha it was cute. the 7 year old was disco dancing like john travolta and i’m like, how do you know that, you’re SEVEN?!
back home early friday morning, so i could nap cuz i barely slept, and then work tonight.