Karmic Indigestion

Song of the Day: If There Was No You - Brandi Carlile

The weekend went well enough. I'm glad I went. The Miss Gay Iowa pageant was pretty damn awesome. I saw my first drag queens and they were beautiful. I went to my first gay bar, and it was fun. I went to my first casino...and it was okay, I guess, if you like gambling. Which I don't. But yeah, now I can say I've been to one, at least.

The friend who's boyfriend hates me thing didn't really come to a head or boiling point or what have you, although there was some drama not of my devising that occurred. The boyfriend threw a few spite jabs my way, but I guess maybe it's karma. I think I just need to get over it. He's not actually an important part of my life, so I need to stop feeling so harmed by a person who just doesn't like me. That's his choice, his feeling, and I'm okay with that. I think. It's not my problem.

Things that are my problems include being too lazy to do my taxes, having a new niece, smoking too much, and not sleeping enough. Not that the niece is a problem, but she is a concern. A cute little concern that lives far far away in a place called Tennessee. And then there's my Grammy Peggy who is having open heart surgery today. I feel like a bad granddaughter for not calling her, but I had to work and...Idk, there's something inside me that is small and afraid and I don't want to address that.

Alcoholic Witch

Choice Song: I Want The World To Stop - Belle & Sebastian

So today my friend told me his boyfriend doesn't like me b/c he thinks I drink too much and I practice witchcraft. Apparently they have been fighting about me all day. This makes me sad. After he told me, all I could think was "Not this again..." I don't want to be the reason anybody has an argument and I don't want to be disliked for ridiculous things. There are plenty of more significant things to hate me for than these.

1. I only see his boyfriend at the bars...where ppl go to get drunk. I don't think one night every couple weeks is a good indicator of my lifestyle.

2. I use a tarot deck. Badly. And I think the Ouija board is a bit fun. I don't worship Satan. I don't even believe in Satan. I don't think this qualifies me as a practitioner of the Dark Arts.

I don't even think these are the real reasons he dislikes me. Quite frankly, I wouldn't even care (b/c I don't like him that much either) except for the fact that I love my friend. And I have to spend a whole day with them on Friday in Des Moines. I would prefer to not see his poo face the whole day. I'm considering not even going.

And this is just one more thing on the pile of crap that has been my month. Yay.

Depositon

So the deposition for the KG robbery was today, and I'm pretty sure I just babbled the whole way through. I do that when I'm nervous. I was actually very nervous, and it was cold in the room, which seems to aggravate my nerves. Also the defendent's attorney was a dick, a demeaning dick. I believe at one point he asked me how long I've worked at KG, and then after I told him about 3 years, he asked if I was a manager. When I replied no, he kind of mumbled something like "3 years, not a manager..." Seriously, I know, but being a manager is like a $1 difference and a lot more work for that dollar. So when I was offered the job, I declined. Also, Sheila had just been shot and I wasn't sure how much longer I was going to stick around.

So Defence Attorney pissed me off. Maybe that's just the way he talks, maybe it's more effective to be a dick in his job, I don't know, but I was pretty offended and I still am. And I'm jittery with residual nerves. He kinda made me want to cry. Hopefully this doesn't go to full on court because I can only imagine the anxiety getting up on the stand will be. Mock Trial really didn't prepare me for this, I had a script and a lawyer with specific questions and answers. Real life is all about my head going blank because I"m so nervous and cold.

And yeah, I can finish out my shift after being robbed, because it did thoroughly shock me, but I'm good at pushing through things. But public speaking has always been a bad thing for me. I am such a nutcase.

Movies I Want To See

1. Super

2. One For The Money

3. Kaboom

4. Daydream Nation

5. Young Adult

6. Friends With Kids

They all look pretty bad-ass. I do love me some movies:) Hopefully I hit up One For the Money this week at the Humota.

Morning Glory

Choice Song: Bad Day - Fuel

Last night at work was pretty boring, but towards about 5am everything started turning shitty. It started with someone spilling cappucino all over the counter, which happens fairly often, but is still a pain in the ass. Then Jodi calls to say her daughter is going into labor, which means Jodi won't be coming in all week. Which means we have to completely re-vamp the schedule. So I said I'd stay til about 8 or 9am when hopefully someone could relieve me, which wasn't totally bad because Jeanette showed up at 7am to finish the books and Christa came in at 8am. But then i remembered it was a "truck" day, so I had to put everything away.

Then whilst in the back room I somehow managed to thwack my elbow into the light switch box thing. Very very hard. Hitting my funny bone was not that funny. I'm pretty sure I was breathless with pain for a second or two. It still hurts. And then, well, nothing else happened, but I'm pretty sure the rest of the week is going to be just as terrible. Just because. I feel it in my gut.