HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Blocked In

Last night I did something I have never done before - I stormed out of my shift.
Granted, it was 4am, technically the end of my shift, I had no painkillers to numb my throbbing arm and I was told that the men I was working with believed I wasn't pulling my weight at work.

I have two words for those fuckers: FUCK OFF

Do I need to breakdown exactly why I cannot change kegs (aside from my keg room ban), or carry boxes of wine bottles, or pick up trays of glasses???
Do I? Honestly?
Please direct your attention to exhibit A - My right wrist. Currently still in its fibreglass casing. And thanks to you, insisting I do more than my fair share, set my healing process back by two weeks.

And now you're bitching about me not pulling my weight?

So I left at 4am. Leaving them to clean up the debris of a Saturday night club by themselves. Besides, I was in charge of the cloakroom all night.
Batman even bought me a few beers.

I have, however, registered with Office Angels and hopefully, with christmas coming on, there will be a lot of temp positions for me to fill that won't require me lifting anything heavier than a telephone.

So due to my awful week having to deal not only with ignorant co workers, but also every idiot to walk through the pub doors. I'm sick of the human race and have instead, barricaded myself inside my room for the next few days to work on my blogs and story in peace.

Nothing better than being cosy with my laptop and Billie Holiday.

Empty Fridge

How do you know you work too much?

You wake up one day to find your fridge empty.
I haven't had a full day off in weeks and this morning I woke up craving some yoghurt only to find my fridge void of anything edible. It's pointless going shopping as I have to be at work in a few hours anyway.

And I have soooo many other things to do. Better things to do.

Totally messed up my broken wrist the other night, so after two weeks of drug free living, i'm back on teh painkillers. The strong ones.
This fucks me up, so I get asked if i'm high by customers.
No. I'm in pain.

At least I have Sunday off.

Karma - You Bitch!!!

I am a bad person.

I have to be.

There is no other reason for the shit that happens to me.

Tonight I lost my cellphone - the T-mobile one.
And I think I know exactly where and when I lost it. Only, I was too Jo'burg to pay attention to the guy who was trying to tell me I lost it.

This is payback for ditching the GI and his mate at the club. But in my defense - it got very wierd between the two of them and me. I ducked the moment i could, got a burger, called my mate and hauled ass home.

No wonder I lost it.

Now comes the please explain part to the cellphone shop. FUCK!!!! I have work at 11am. its currently 3:30am. I'm so screwed!!!

MCR, Fall Out Boy and Linkin Park for MTV Awards

From the Kerrang! site.My three fave bands to battle it out with one of the biggest joke of an award ceremony ever.

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BAD AUSSIE !!

Mothers and Jobs

I've thought for the longest time that my mother is uber cool.

Recently, namely the last 48hrs, i've realise that she is, in fact, embarassing. In that loud, obnoxnious way that i get after a few.

So I took her with to a concert I bought tickets for way before she decide to come visit.

We then go to my pub for Vote Pedro.
She LOUDLY mentions that my boss is a hotty (which he is, but as if he needs to know it!!!????)
We then finally get on a bus home - she needs chocolate. We get chocolate.
She's now passed out on my bed.
I[m too tired to sleep, yet i know this weekend is going to be tough. My god - another 15 days of this???

Got a blush out of her about the vibrators on display at Selfridges...
hehehehehehehehehehe.

OCD ADD

Due to my sucker-for-punishment gene, I kindly obliged my boss on Monday night to stay on a few hours as Dave, one of the barmen couldn't come in. Ok, so he promised me £20 as well. I still need to see it - by the way. I was suppose to finish at 9. I finished after 12.
Let's recall that I only have one functioning arm.
I can't open a bottle of wine, carry heavy loads or flair bottles (not that I can normally, but it does sound cool)
So tonight, I had to work until close. I was fed up by 5pm already. So I suckered the asistant manager to let me go early -10pm.
I SHOULD be cleaning my room.
I'm watching the MCR concert from Projekt Revolution.
I SHOULD be writing cd reviews for my other website.
I posted a movie trailer instead.

I also realised, in a eureka moment spurned on by my slight red wine haze, that after trawling numerous websites and other emo related things, that DEPRESSION is not alqays the miserable child in the corner wearing black. Oh No!
In fact, depression is most commonly hidden by this little fucker:


So be warned..its the smiley fucking happy people of the world that are the most depressed.

Echo Falls California Blend

I've realised that there is a lot wrong with my world.

Firstly, I may work 100hrs a week, but nonr of them seems productive. If I could spend as many hours behind my laptop as I do behind my bar, I'd be infamous!!!!

My hormones are back to normal this week, but the drama keeps coming...

Nats had 2 siezurs on Thursday night. Guess who spent the night in A&R with her..,yep, me. I had an hour's sleep before heading to work. Luckily Lou gave me her couch for another hour..so I had 2 hours of sleep to my name. For a Friday night. The one that has every chav from zone 6 decide to drop in and ask for Malibu. I really need my stupid people shirt!!!

Saturday saw me sleeping late then going to work from 9-4am...only to land cloak room duty, which isn't too bad, unless you have a book. I didn't - was bored stupid!!!!

Sunday ha dme back at work for a private function - full of stupid people once again, asking for Archers and lemonade. Dude, we didn;t have it the first time you asked!!!! Take a hint!!!

Now I'm home - 1am. Trying to get a gig together for next Tuesday, AS WELL AS do the well overdue cd reviews for WickedRock. BLEH!

My mom arrives in 4 sleepies, or in my time - a few hours - so i'm freaking out!! Have so much to do!! Apparently my dad sent some money for my birthday so if it's enough, I'm gonna use it for a tattoo!

Fucking A.

In the words of Motion City Soundtrack - I'm too tired to go to sleep, tonight/And I'm too tired to follow dreams tonight.

Love that band!!!