I like beer.
I can't believe I still know most of the words to "Chattahoochee" by Alan Jackson. That's a little sad.
Nice end to a day of paperwork training.
The next fetish ball is in Tempe. Guess I'll be skipping that one. I probably have to work that night anyways. :)
So, I pulled a 12 hour shift today. That was even more exciting than the knowledge that I don't get to go to the February Fetish Ball. Opening guy called out sick so I got called in and then got to do closing driver duties. YAY! I asked the other driver if he would close for me, and he said, "No, I have to close tomorrow." :|
So do I. Asshole.
So not doing dishes for him.
Tips were pretty chintzy tonight, too. Then again, I only took 9 deliveries. Soooo slow.
I'm getting better at tossing dough, though. That makes me happy. That and getting to see some of Blazing Saddles today while I was tossing the dough. That was the added bonus.
I'm really tired, but I don't feel the need to go to bed yet. I'm reverting back to my nocturnal tendencies. This is slightly troublesome.
I can't wait for Anne to come visit. Yay!