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i had to get up at 9:30 to start my gaming license renewal procedure. which meant, sit in a room with 5 complete morons while the gaming woman tells us that our 30 page application will mostly be just writing “no change” in every box. but of course, that’s too simple, and these fucking retards just couldn’t get it right. question after stupid question. JUST FUCKING LISTEN TO HER and/or read the goddamn question! how fucking hard is it?! my god pissed me off so much. it’s just such a waste of my time which could have been spent sleeping, and not having to listen to this other moron dealer who likes to tell everyone everything about him – such as the fact that he lives with his mother who declared bankruptcy and how he didn’t know if he was required to write down that he lived with someone who was bankrupt. FUCKING SHUT UP!

then i had to get finger printed again. and oh, that was flippen fantastic too. how hard is it to fill out a form with your name, address, stats, etc and wait for the cop to finger print you? but no, i filled my forms out, after having been the last one to arrive, and was printed first. because I CAN READ and filled out the form correctly the first time, unlike the rest of them.

sometimes i think it IS the water around here…but then how did i end up so smart? haha

so i’m up and awake and have absolutely nothing to do. it’s a nice day i feel like i should go out shooting but i don’t want to go by myself. i’ll probably sit here all day again. i have to take my renewal application to get notarized but beyond that…

i must say that this is the strangest description of job requirements i’ve seen… “While performing the duties of this job, the employee is regularly required to stand; walk and talk or hear. The employee is occasionally required to use hands to finger, handle, or feel and reach with hands and arms. The employee must occasionally lift and/or move up to 10 pounds. Specific vision abilities required by this job include close vision, distance vision, color vision, peripheral vision, depth perception and ability to adjust focus. May be required to work extended hours and different shifts.”

walk and talk OR hear…LOL. and you might have to move your arms sometimes. wow. this listing didn’t list “may have to deal with anger or violent situations” like some of the other listings i’ve seen.

i’m stressed out. i’m not entirely sure why, but my dreams are certainly telling me i’m stressed out. i don’t really think it’s because of the surgery, cuz i really feel that it’s no big deal. my biggest concern is finding out the date, and having it be right before cassie visits. i dunno. i just don’t feel like dealing with anything or anyone right now.

i dealt to a kid yesterday who sorta looked trent-y…but only sorta. his face didn’t really look like trent, but it sorta did. he sorta had a trent nose. and he definitely would do things with his lips that were SO trent. and there was a kid who looked like rob sheridan. weird. tonight i got to do overtime. so even when i’m not scheduled until 6am i still get stuck after 4. ah well, i’ll get double time for my extra half hour. money money.

and speaking of money. i am thinking about getting a part time job at hot topic. 40% off for friends and family, and get this…they reimburse you for concert tickets. where the hell was this information last year!! lol. tho i’d probably end up spending my couple buck paycheck there every week, it would be nice to have extra money to put away for a camera, and tattoo, and europe…in no particular order. apparently i won’t have to stay over night in the hospital unless i don’t feel well, so i won’t have to pay the nice $500 co-pay. that’ll help the “other things fund”.

the asbestos book is pretty interesting. for one, i didn’t know asbestos was a mineral. i thought it was man made. and i didn’t know that the health affects of asbestos were known…get this…over 2000 years ago! the ancient civilizations noticed slaves and workers who wove asbestos into fabrics would get sick and die. reading another “environmental disaster” book made me look into more info on the local environmental disaster that we call WNY…read about Bloody Run, which was nice information to know. no book about it unfortunately. trying to get one on love canal off book mooch but nothing is there yet. and i still want to write a book about the manhattan project in niagara falls. some day some day. (yeah right) off to read more

the casino has a new monopoly slot machine, i think it’s something related to rock and roll, because one of the screens shows the monopoly man rockin out with a guitar. i SO want a capture of that for an icon hahah. i used to be able to look at machines on igt’s site, but apparently not anymore. nor at bally’s site (eric? you know if bally makes these machines?)

i was invited to join a really hilarious group on flickr….http://flickr.com/groups/onnotice/….on notice. create your own on notice board a la stephen colbert and the colbert report (one of the best shows on tv). i haven’t been able to think of anyone to put on notice but i’m sure if i really think about it, it won’t be too hard. just have to go through 1 shift of work i suspect hahah

speaking of work, i have THE worst schedule next weekend. 10-6 fri, 10-6 sat, then 5-1 sunday. ok i managed to give my 10-6 fri to someone else, but saturday, the more important of the 2, i have not…so pretty much i’ll be working til 6, coming home to sleep, getting up at 3 and going back to work. wtf. totally complained to the scheduler about the 5 months of 10-6 shifts every weekend. i’ve had just about enough. plus, it’ll be another week of most likely only 34 hours…can’t get a 40 hour week to save my life.

and on the way home i got myself into a situation that could have had a CSI ending. near the 190 interchange there was this minivan parked in the turning lane with this guy standing outside of it. the car in front of me stopped and was talking to the guy, then a woman comes out of the van. meanwhile i’m stuck behind them waiting to make my left turn onto the 190 and this car comes up next to me and wants me to roll down the window. it’s an asian guy trying to get to buffalo so i tell him to get on the 190. the car in front of me leaves, and the guy he had been talking to hears me giving directions to the asian guy, so he comes and asks me for directions. he’s hispanic with limited english and is trying to get to the blvd but he’s making no sense. i finally just tell him to get on 190 and give up. then i realize i totally could have been in a crime set up, where the one person distracts me as someone comes on the other side of my car and like shoots me or robs me or something. turned out ok but hahahha….

new work coming in another post. for those who didn’t read the friends only urbex posts, i got to use david’s old nikon d70 dslr…it was sorta proof that the quality of the camera does not make for better pictures, only better digital files hahaha. but i did get some stuff i liked from the nursing home.

god work sucked ass today. mr scheduler had been doing better once i complained about being on midibacc 8 out of 9 days. i’ve only had it about once a week since then. now it’s been 2 out of 3 days. but i said i’ll be optimistic, and try to be in a better mood about having to deal that piece of shit game. and everything was going fine until Most Hated Player Ever showed up. i thought i was safe at first because he wasn’t on my table. but he came over and kicked his friend out of the seat at my game so he could play. that’s pretty normal for MHPE. that’s when shit hit the fan however. the friend went to give me his 500$ in green chips to change into black chips, and his finger is gushing blood from a bandaid he had on. so i said there was no way in hell i was touching those chips. the guy tries to hide his hand behind his back as if i didn’t see blood dripping down his finger. and it’s getting worse, his whole hand is now covered, and i’m not touching those fucking chips. luckily i had big steve as my floor, and he doesn’t take any shit. so he told them that we absolutely were not going to touch those chips. well the friend leaves to go get bandaged up again, but doesn’t take the chips and MHPE starts trying to play them. and i’m like I AM NOT TOUCHING THOSE CHIPS! and he’s all, oh it’s ok, no blood on them. no it’s fucking not ok you piece of shit. so in the end there was lots of yelling, and me refusing to touch the chips, and him trying to play them again once steve went on break, as if i wasn’t going to notice and touch bloody fucking chips. finally xiao in whatever language got him to take the chips to the cage.

but then after that came all the back betting and usual bullshit that comes along with MHPE and the rest of those fuckers. i fucking hate that game. every one of them should die. i eventually asked to be taken off and moved, so i ended the last 2 hours on pai gow.

and on top of everything i just feel generally unwell. my stomach is just not happy, it doesn’t matter what i eat or do. it’s not the total world is ending pain of when the ulcer is bad. it’s just slight nausea, slight indigestion, stomach making noises etc. general feeling of sick. but it all makes me nervous that suddenly it’ll change to world ending pain, and i can’t function at that point. i have a dr appt on the 13th but i just got a letter that the NP i usually see left the practice. so i have to call and reschedule with one of the 2 remaining doctors. arg.

and the gas company called me today about the note i sent them with the bills i keep getting for the old apartment. i didn’t feel like answering the phone, and i assume they’ll be closed tomorrow. will have to tackle that wed i guess. and call about a dr bill that i don’t know why i got. and figure out if my paycheck actually got deposited into my bank account when this weekend my bank switched to m&t and there were a few days of bank limbo when my check would normally appear in my account.

oh, and in the news today a woman was found dead (but not murdered) at michigan central station. she so totally was not there on the 25th when we stopped by before the show.

from msn’s list of best and worst paying jobs…

Gaming dealers: Operate table games of chance.

Mean annual salary: $16,210
Top-paying industry: Spectator sports ($23,920)
Top-paying state: Minnesota ($26,890)
Top-paying metro: Kansas City, Mo.-Kansas ($25,420)

um…that can’t be right. at least their description of what “gaming dealer” is…and kansas city pays the most? i guess they’ve never been to las vegas or atlantic city. or even niagara falls for gods sake. unless they’re going by base pay, and completely disregarding tips….but that’s not right either, cuz just base rate, it’s 10k not 16k

sometimes the ignorance of niagara falls astounds me. on the bus the other night to work the old man driver who i can’t stand anyway started commenting on the nun that was killed in buffalo and how the killer deserves to be hanged in public in front of city hall. this discussion continued between him and this security girl who i (seriously) think is a bit retarded. talking about how the death penalty doesn’t work because it’s not a punishment to have a needle stuck in your vain, that it’s not painful enough, how executions should all be public so they will act as a deterrent. now i’m sitting there getting more and more frustrated but i held my tongue because i was not in the mood to get in a fight with 2 obviously misinformed individuals. but it kept going on, and the girl started in on how thousands of cats and dogs are killed a few days after they were born just because no one wants them, and this was supposed to be some sort of argument in favor of the death penalty? i almost had to get off the bus i just couldn’t take it. i don’t care if you’re for or against the death penalty, i don’t even know where i really stand on the issue, but you really need to be informed or i just have no respect for your opinion.

everything is packed, can’t wait til this is over because i cant stand another day with my parents. haha. and the chicken machine has been sold and taken away and i’m 100$ richer. until tomorrow when i pay the movers. the guy was almost interested in the arcade cases but they were too far gone for him. as expected.

waiting for lei to come sometime soon (i’m assuming) to pick up some more of her stuff i found in the basement. nothing else to do tonight. expect some more posts tonight in varying levels of f-lock.