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I'm not actually dead, but it was a near thing. Suffice it to say that I've worked more than I haven't for the last week. I don't even want to talk about it.

Upside? I showed up at my old BK to pick up a transfer on Wednesday (my day off) and Boss caught me...and sent me home. I was banned from going to work. Seriously, he's awesome. Anyway, I didn't go home, but I did spend an embarrassing chunk of my day chilling out at Red Robin. Good times, guys.

This weekend is awesome though. Friday night Coppes (the Red Robin guy) and I invaded the Eastlands' for a guys' movie night complete with pizza and Star Trek. Matthew had never seen it! I spent the movie giddy and bouncing...Coppes was quoting it along the way...and Matthew was completely into it.

Then yesterday Beth invited me to Thanksgiving dinner at her place, and it was awesome. Girl can cook, man. And she's so cute! I showed up and the first thing she says is that she'd had a two hour nap. If that's your line of defense, you know there's a problem. It was like 12:30 and she'd been up since 3pm Friday getting ready for dinner. That's devotion.

But today? Today we're going to Atlanta for Boondock Saints 2. Tom's already seen it once and says it's amazing, so I'm crazy excited.

This completely cancels out the horror of last week and the eight consecutive days I'm about to pull.

What's up with you, intarwebs? Do you think that the square root of four is rainbows?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHRIS!

My baby sister is 26 today. Tear!

Worked fourteen hours, slept for four, worked fourteen hours. Is it any wonder I have nothing exciting to say?

Highlight of my day? I found the CD in question. He did this weird thing where he put the CD case back where he found it. Huh.

I CANNOT FIND BOBBY DARIN.

THAT BOY WILL PAY.

I mentioned how my boss loves me right? I know this because he tells me regularly.

Okay, yesterday he called for weekly figures while I was putting up the truck delivery...this in itself isn't unusual...it's just that I was putting up the truck, checking off the truck (that two peoples' work right there) and running the back line. I think he has this superhero complex--which I completely understand, I have it too--but it was really frustrating when he walked in an hour later to find all of that, plus my whole crew cleaning, plus a 1:45 time with an hour to go (I have no doubts that we were the best in the district for breakfast yesterday), plus my Monday figures all collected, and didn't say a word...he just started taking out the trash.

Yes, I realize he was trying to help. Yes, I'm grateful he showed up, even if I emphatically didn't need him. Yes, he's awesome. But com'on. Not even a "nice job, ladies,"...I got a "what would a new hire think if they saw this mess?" They wouldn't, because I wouldn't bring a new hire into the kitchen when I was the only one working it!

He redeemed himself later when, after yelling at me for how many hours I worked last week, he, you know, asked me how many hours I worked last week. I told him 63.5 (true to the quarter hour)--he got even madder later when he found out my assistants worked 46 and 51--and he asked what I was working today. I told him I had the one-on-one meeting with him, but that was it and he told me that I wasn't allowed to come.

My boss ordered me to take my day off off and not to answer any phone calls from the restaurant. How can I not say yes, sir to that. Two days off is the closest thing I'm going to my annual October vacation, but I can't really complain at this point.

Other stuff happened yesterday, but I'm pretty sure I can't remember what. I did wake up a 6am this morning though...not overly happy about that. I am, however, now completely done with my chores, showered, shorn, and dressed. I'm cute today.

In other news, I don't know how many of you are actually into this kind of thing, but lls_mutant posted her BSG Big Bang fic last night, and it's pretty darn good. It has a few typos that a decent beta should have caught, and I'd kind of like to pick her brain about some of the choices she made, but it's definitely worth a read (The Space Between Us, make sure you read the warnings if you're easily disturbed).

Oh! I meant to rec this a few days ago, but along the same vein: Wash Your Cares Away by kappamaki33, Cylon!Hoshi, but in the best possible way. Both stories rely heavily on the Gaeta/Hoshi pairing, but you guys probably know how much I heart Gaeta, so it's pretty okay by me.

My boss totally hearts me, but more on that later.

I learned two new card games, had lasagna for dinner, introduced new people to the awesomeness of Glee, and made plans for tomorrow. Not a bad night considering I also worked 14 hours today.

OMG i do not want to go to work. i want to stay in bed and be dead.

I was driving home from work today with the window down and I passed the airport. Now, the part of the airport that you can really see from the road is mostly the wooded part, but it occurred to me that it smelled a lot like Pine-Sol. So my first response was why would the airport being cleaning the trees?.

In my defense, real pine trees don't actually smell like Pine-Sol, so I'm not completely stupid. Just very, very confused.

Are the deers holding a much belated Spring Cleaning fest? I need to know.

In other news, one of my employees has decided that I need to have a kid and name it KJ...after myself. WTF, mate?

My life is what Beth calls burning the midnight oil at both ends. I worked 8am to 8pm today (primary kitchen for 12 hours is, by the way, significantly harder than just telling people what to do for the same amount of time) and I have to open tomorrow.

I was off yesterday? REALLY? I don't believe it.

( cut for potential Glee spoilings )

I have the Glee soundtrack (volume 1)...life is awesome.

I really just made everyone listen to "Sweet Caroline" over and over.

My boss and I decided that we're competing against each other for most terminations in a six month period. I have more people, but he's fired three salaried managers (plus an hourly manager)...and that's just in my store.

I think I'm going to make cookies tomorrow, but that means I'm going to have to clean my kitchen and I really, really don't want to do that. It's scary.

If I ever ever say i'm leaving early today again, SLAP ME.

What happened today?

What didn't is a better question.

My DT girl got fired for stealing money out of the safe, my kitchen guy nearly got fired for helping her, my boss had to run my DT during lunch and we got beasted, I had to write up one of my assistant managers, I told my boss that I was going to fire the whole crew and start over and he said okay, my boss found marijuana hidden in the soap dispenser in the restaurant's bathroom, oh! and I had to summon a Sheriff's deputy because there were drugs in my bathroom.

Also? I worked 14 hours.

In other news, I'm actually scheduled to work seven days the week of Thanksgiving. How impressive am I?

Upside? Tomorrow really couldn't be any worse.

I hate 4 am.

Remind me to find the post where I decided that anytime before 8am would no longer be identified by the meridian.

I closed last night--as I do for the End of Month--and then had to be back at work at 7am (on my day off) to approve payroll and check in the truck...and put it up, apparently, as the porter didn't bother to come in. Let me tell you, anyone who makes me do two peoples' work on my day off after four hours' sleep had better have a damn good explanation.

Anyway, I came home and was asleep again by 11, now it's four and I've actually managed to shower. I feel much more like a person now. Unfortunately, I have to be awake at 4am tomorrow, and that's completely uncool.

I really have no other news, but I'm probably going to go over the Jonesers tonight for dinner and cards. What can I say? I cannot say no to Korean Kathy. She's adorable! Also? She owns red patent leather go-go boots. And wears them! I love her.

...I wish I'd had time for breakfast this morning before I lost consciousness.

I know I said that I wasn't doing it ever again, but I've decided I'm going to do National Blog Posting Month again this year. The thing is, I managed to post all of four times in October, with one post totaling a grand total of one word. Actually, October looks like it's just a bad month for me...I only posted six times last year, and one of them was a post saying how little I post.

Wow.

In recent news, I spent six of the last seven days helping the Jonesers move, got addicted to Lego Star Wars, lost interest in Lego Stars, cleaned by bedroom, did not clean my kitchen, cleaned my living room, did not clean my bathroom, sort of did laundry, made a mess of my dining room, and played Killer Bunnies. Also? Thanks to the rock slide in Tennessee last week, purple_spark will not be making it home for Thanksgiving. Uncool.

Also? New layout. I didn't design it or anything (that credit goes to gossymer) and I'm not crazy about the tag box, but it's pretty cool, huh? Scroll all the way down and there's a candle at the bottom.

I'm thinking about doing a picspam for Stargate: Universe...is anyone else completely into it?

PS: jaded_jamie glomped the crap out of me. Thank him if you think I'm tedious. ;)

Do you think anyone cares that Brad Dryborough played Cal and not Lincoln in the newest Supernatural?

Is it wrong that I both noticed and know this?

Also? He's a little yummy.

BETHY!

lifted right off of jaded_jamie

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I went grocery shopping today! I know, I know, it shouldn't deserve an exclamation mark, but it does. It totally does.

I now have the ingredients for three entire meals (including sides) and the makings for cupcakes. So here's the question:

Poll #1457025 I'm hungry.
This poll is closed.
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What do I want to make for supper?

You have until I finish cleaning the kitchen to make what should be a basic decision for me.

Dude. Supernatural.

I will never not be a Dean girl.