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Sooo I didn't work the golf promo. A girl wanted to switch with me, so I worked Monday night on the floor. I also worked Tuesday night, covered a shift for another girl. I didn't have a really good night Tuesday... I made $60, but lots of stuff went wrong, I felt really tired and crappy by the end of the night, and I was really happy when they cut me at 11:30 and let me go home without cleaning and shutting down. All our soda was flat... the CO2 must have been empty. And other little things. Meh.

But I was off yesterday and it was nice.

I opened today. Last night I was worried about not getting enough sleep because I went to bed too late, and I had this weird dream. I went down to see my mom, and instead of having four cats she had dozens and dozens. I was chasing them around the yard at three in the morning trying to get them all inside. My mom had accidentally blinded one with some chemical in its eyes... its eyes were all white and it looked sad and pathetic, and we were worried it might die. My brain was going, "It's three in the morning and I have to work at 5!" panicking and needing sleep, so I woke up and realized it was only 1 something. Meh.

Work is getting retarded again. Starbucks, that is. I thought it was just George but my store is just a shithole. She was so insistent on scheduling three openers and three closers at the beginning, but this morning it was just me and Achu (who was twenty minutes late, which is rare for her) until 8:30 and I was hungry. Apparently yesterday she scheduled Achu to open alone, and no one came in until 7 or something... which is super idiotic. When we got to work, one of the doors on the refrigerator under the bar was broken. Like seriously broken. We could just pick the door up. Danny visited me around 7 and I picked it up to show him. It was good to see him. He said the smoke detector went off at 5 this morning, scared him shitless but apparently it was just the battery dying... he couldn't get back to sleep after that, and he had to do an inventory at 8 and then go work at his own store for the closing shift. He probably got less sleep than me and has to work for freaking ever, poor baby.

Well, but yeah. I'm hungry. I want more tuna casserole, I've gotta go get ingredients. I work tomorrow morning. I hope I make money!

So I've worked two reduced section shifts, and I made more money than I was expecting. Last night I made $74; I had my little two table section, but one girl was late, so I picked up three or four tables in her section and made extra money there. Then at 9:30 or so when Margaret did cuts, she told me I was doing really well and gave me a five table section... but nobody was really coming in anymore, I only got one or two more tables after that.

My last guests were the nicest guys ever, though. They wanted clams but couldn't have any because the steamer was broken, and then their food took forever coming out of the kitchen... but then they still tipped me twenty dollars on their $25 bill. Talk about restoring your faith in humanity.

Today Margaret didn't open, and Kevin hadn't seen me work, so I was expecting a two table section. I asked for three tables and Allie, the head wait, gave it to me... but two of them were dead tables, not a single person sat there all morning. Stephanie, though, was nice enough to give me two of her tables, once because she didn't want another table at the moment and once because she had to use the restroom.

I work again Saturday night, a UFC night. It should be busy and the money should be good. I'm going to ask for at least a three table section. A night that busy, three tables might be enough for me. If at least one is a booth or if at least two are high tops, I think. Booths go first, then high tops. People avoid the lower tables as much as possible, generally.

I also work Thursday and Friday at Starbucks. Opening Thursday... 10 or so Friday.

Tonight and tomorrow I get to spend some good time with Danny. I'm glad. We can drink if we want to :) I don't like getting home so late that he's half passed out, if not asleep already. Which is weird since yesterday he didn't wake up until eleven, very unusual for him, and then had trouble staying awake until 1 or so when I got home. Meh.

Danny got his hair cut today. I really don't like it. I've been fighting for ages with him to keep his hair long. Not actual fighting, mind you, but it's a worthy cause and I champion it. Two main reasons: first, my dad and brother had military cuts all my life and it's weird (which is the lesser reason), plus Danny just plain looks better with longer hair, due in no small part to his ears. They're the kind that extend further out from the head than usual, but it's unnoticeable with hair of any real length. He tried to keep the top long for me when he got his hair cut today, but the back and sides are really short, which is what really concerns me. He just didn't understand that, I guess. I told him the top can be a little shorter, but I like the sides and back longer. Not enough to curl into his ears or anything, but... you know.

He complains because it's hot and he has to wash it or it gets oily, but excuse me if I have no pity. I'm a girl. I've had hair my entire life, and I deal with it fine. I understand it being annoying when it gets long enough to fly into his ears and eyes when he drives; he can't do the ponytail thing like I can. But I'm not asking him to keep it that long. I just want to be able to grip it between my fingers when I put my palms on his head, mostly, and have a little hair poke through the gaps between my fingers. Whatever.

It'll grow. And I'll live obviously. I understand that it's a nuisance when he lets it grow too long but that just means GO GET A HAIR CUT. I mean, to keep it buzzed requires hair cuts way more often anyway. He told me that if I really, really wanted a short hair cut or something he didn't like himself, he wouldn't mind because it's what I really wanted. First, I don't think that's true. I mean, it's not like he'd break up with me for it, but he'd hate it. Second, I want to look good to him, therefore I wouldn't get a haircut he wouldn't like. I might get one that's not his ideal, but he still has to approve, because I really love being sexy for him.

Well anyway. I got stuff to cover my tattoo that will hopefully work. It's not made to cover tattoos but it'll have to do at least for the time being. I also got inserts for the white tennis shoes Danny's mom gave me. I have to go get white Skechers but I really can't afford it right now. I have $30-someodd in my bank right now and I still have to buy the pouch and such. I get paid on Thursday so they'll have to deal until Saturday when I work my second shift. I hope they don't mind... but they have to understand just not having the money. At least I have plain white tennis shoes of some sort, right? Besides, they don't have my size, so nyah.

I got into a minifight with Danny over the shoes though because he was willing to buy me the shoes and let me pay him back later, but only if we found the exact right ones. I found Reeboks that looked just like the ones I saw the girls wearing but Kohl's didn't have white Skechers tennis shoes... not pure white at least. But he wouldn't buy them, even when I said I could return them later. It irritated me because if I'd had the money at the moment I would have bought those for the time being. At the time I didn't know if the ones his mom bought me would fit. But I guess they do, so it doesn't matter. And $12 wasted on inserts is better than $40 on shoes that aren't exactly right, I guess. I didn't want to spend his money, anyway, to be honest.

Gotta go run soon. Danny promised to work out with me when he gets home. Much as I hate running itself, I feel really good and very sexy afterward. :D

Now I want an iPhone. Before I honestly didn't want one. I wanted to get Danny one because he really wants one, but I didn't want one. Justin showed me the new update though and the additions are so freaking cool. Meh.

On the plus side I should start making more money with this new job, so I can save more. I don't know if I'd reasonably be able to save up enough for two iPhones and the cost of Danny's cancellation fee though. But I bet if I paid for either the phone or the cancellation fee, he'd get the other. He wants it.

I'm excited. A little nervous, but excited. I'm not exactly sure what to wear, so I'm wearing jeans, a nice tee, and my mostly white tennis shoes. It's a Hooters, they can't expect extremely formal wear. I might call at two or so, though, and ask just in case. I hope I don't need to bring pantyhose this time, or the all white tennis shoes, because I don't have them yet. Well, I have white tennis shoes, but I haven't seen if they fit yet and they need inserts. So yeah.

Oh, and. ( Danny & me stuff )

So I had my first encounter with a MUSH yesterday. I vaguely knew the term but had no real clue what it was. I entered the Blood of Dragons MUSH on westeros.org and was like, "Holy crap, this is different." It's a really cool concept but I don't know if it's for me. I don't think I'd find one where I would be able to snag a canon character from one of my favorite genres, which is the only way I'd really enjoy myself. I don't like playing as made-ups usually. For starters I'd want to be a part of the plot. :D That's why I like smaller plot-based RPs, where there aren't a lot of minor made-ups just along for the ride.

Avidgamers is ashes, so I've been peeking around acornrack, which looks like it's improved hugely in AG's absence. Some aspects look better than AG now.

So yeah, a lot of poking around and none of that actually doing anything stuff. x3

Called Hooters today finally like I was supposed to but the guy wasn't there. I guess I'll have to try again tomorrow. Picked up a Thursday shift at Starbucks. Tomorrow I have to pick up my birth control refill on base. I'm taking Danny and hopefully we'll play on the playgrounds I used to love for a while (it'll only take twenty minutes to get bored, I'm sure).

Well... back to replaying KH2. I forgot how long this game is!

Reminder to self: when I have time, I want to archive all my writing I can find (including my better roleplay intros) in this journal. Backdated, mostly, to around the time it was written where possible.

God it's early. I'm glad I only work four hours this morning. If Achu tries to keep me I'll... whine. x_x;

So um. I worked 5am to 12:15ish today. There was a water main break somewhere in the county and stores like Olney had no water, so at first we were brewing giant cambros of coffee for other stores. But then around 10:30 or 11 Lucious (yeah I found out it's spelled Lucious, and it's so ridiculously close to luscious that sometimes it makes me giggle) called and said that we weren't allowed to use anything with water in it because officials were worried the water main break may have contaminated the county's water supply. Which means no coffee, no espresso, no mocha, no ice. That limited us to no water chai and green tea lattes, white hot chocolates, vanilla and other syrup cremes, and caramel apple spice. Or any of these cold but without ice. It amused me greatly. I was surprised we were still open, to be honest, and I don't know how long this thing'll last. But apparently it's no joke; on the news they're saying to boil your water before drinking it.

I got an email from freewebs saying I had a website with a one-year anniversary. When I looked at it, I found an old roleplay info website with a bunch of plot ideas and old intros that really gave me some delicious ideas, particularly my Sora/Riku Axel/Roxas roleplay. It's one of those that was really too big to be a roleplay and should have been a fanfiction, but I was worried I wouldn't finish it. I decided I'll probably take a stab at the fanfiction now, but I want to replay KH2 again first because it's kinda foggy. But I stopped replaying KH1 because I know the story really well and it's kind of a pain to play through again with so few abilities etc.

Butch, one of our regular customers who works at the barbershop next door, brought a kitten to work today. When I took my lunch he told me about it, and I went into the barbershop to look at it. It was adorable. He had it in one of those little carrier things, and when I looked at it, it put its paws against the door and starting meowing at me loudly. So cute. I wanted to hold it but I didn't ask.

I also had a crazy dream. It literally made no sense. I dreamed Danny was trying to propose to me in some half-traditional half-inventive way, just the way I'd want him to, but the news was on in the background and some guy who looked just like Danny was found dead/injured or something on the news and it freaked me out so I yelled right as he was trying to propose. And it took him off guard, kind of hurt his feelings, but I explained to him what happened and he frowned and said he'd have to try again Saturday night or something like that.

Weird thing is, I think the guy on the news who in my dream totally looked like Danny actually looked like Cedric/Edward. My brain is strange.

Worked 7:30 to 2 today after sleeping weird. I woke up and I seriously thought it was like two days later than it was and I'd already worked Monday. Why was I up so early? Then my alarm went off. Slept pretty well though, just probably had dreams that I forgot as soon as I woke.

Anyway I met the new manager today. Her name is Farida, and she seems nice enough. No way of knowing how well she manages yet, but she's been with the company twelve years and managed a much busier store, so I'm betting she's not bad. She already interviewed and hired a newbie and today was her first day.

I called the manager of College Park back and talked to her today, too. She said she was sorry she hadn't gotten back to me; she accidentally left my info by the register and it got lost. But she took it all again and took my availability for the summer and fall, and told me she'd email my new manager to figure things out. I stopped by to talk to Farida on my way to go tanning to let her know what was going on so the email wouldn't be a surprise.

I'm a tiny bit worried because Brenda is under the impression I want to transfer as soon as possible and Farida is under the impression that I'm in no hurry, just hoping to transfer at least a little while before the school semester begins. Farida needs to hire new people and train them before letting me go. I told Brenda I was willing to transfer whenever, just hoping it was before the semester started, but I didn't contradict her when she said as soon as possible. But I told Farida that whatever they work out is fine with me. I'm sure it'll be fine but I hope neither of them thinks I did anything rude. After all, "as soon as possible" can mean as soon as possible for both stores, which means I'll need to stay a while so Farida can hire new people.

So I tanned for the third time today. I asked for ten minutes but the bed started going a little before I was ready. Applying lotion quickly and thoroughly is challenging. Still, I got plenty of time. I don't look that tan yet but I've been wearing a heart sticker on my abdomen, and the contrast between the covered skin and the skin around it is pretty stark. It's like, "So I was that white and now I'm this white." Yes, I'm a very pale person. I'll try taking a picture when I'm in the sunlight. In the house, the flash screws it up.

Also Breshawn told me that Sheri asked her and Leslie about my performance and they both said I was great, so I'll be getting my raise probably the paycheck after next. $8.80/hr here I come! I'm excited.

I'm really craving chocolate. I've been craving it a lot lately. I'm not on my period or anything... maybe it's just the birth control. Anyway I could really use a chocolate milkshake; I've been craving those especially, although brownies might suffice if necessary.

I'm all caught up on Avatar and I can't wait until the new episodes in July. I've been stalking some Avatar communities looking for Zutara fic and other cool stuff. Some of the fanart is amazing. I also found some hilarious macros. My favorite was definitely an inspirational poster-style picture of King Bumi that says "MAD GENIUS: There's a thin line between genius and madness. Bumi uses that line as a jump rope." I cracked up hardcore.

And what's with all this Saint Jun, patron saint of Zutara business? Did I miss something?

Well anyway, I talked to Sheri at work today. She's the manager who's been taking care of our store until we get a manager of our own, and she's really nice and good at what she does. And dedicated. I asked her what would happen at my six month review since it's coming up soon and George is gone. She told me she'd ask the shift supervisors about my performance and use their judgment in completing my review (and the others that are coming up). She also said that I should have been rehired at $8.16 an hour, the wage I left at, and George was wrong to rehire me at $8/hr. She's going to look into it. I'm looking forward to the possibility of backpay; that would be sweet. Plus she said that as long as I'm judged meets expectations at my review, I'll be bumped up to $8.8/hr, which would be amazing.

Yay!

So I went tanning for the first time ever today. Like with a tanning bed. It was only eight dollars, but I also bought a packet of lotion which made it eleven or something like that... which still isn't bad, in my opinion. I'm hoping to get a good tan this summer and some base tanning at a salon will help a lot, I think. Plus Danny may think tan lines are sexy, but even if I do get them I don't want my boobs to be shining white and the rest of me brown, you know? At least a light brown base for my boobs so they don't blind you when I take my bra off.

I also stopped by the College Park Starbucks and this time results were actually promising. The current manager is a woman, I think she's pretty new there (though not to the company), and she seemed genuinely interested in taking me on. She said that if I don't hear from her by Monday, I should call her. And she was very curious in when I wanted to start, now or in the fall, and I told her anytime is good but I was hoping to at least start by the beginning of the semester. I gave her my summer availability and everything.

Danny and I washed our cars today and finished season two of Avatar. He doesn't want to watch season three until it's complete and he can watch it all in a row without waiting for episodes, but I'm definitely going to watch it as soon as possible even if it means waiting. Which is good since it means when I'm bored at home while he's at work I'll be able to watch Avatar instead of having to wait for him to be home. But it's also bad because it means I can't watch it when he is home, and we had to finish season two early on his day off so I can't watch any until tomorrow. And not many then because I'm going to see Alicia. (Damn thunderstorms, they attacked our plans on Saturday and they're threatening tomorrow too.)

But man, season two was great. I'd watched most of it already, but all disjointed and with huge gaps of time in the middle... and out of order. So getting the complete season, in order, and relatively close together... was amazing. I love Iroh so much. And I liked Toph much better this time around. And I've always liked Sokka... and Momo. And Zuko is frustrating!love. And I totally missed Suki's reappearance sans makeup when I was watching disjointed episodes on TV. Hm.

Gonna watch AVP: Requiem now. Bluray. Peace.