Lay me down

Finally its Friday and I can fucking relax for a couple of days.
90% of the reason I'm blogging today is cause I just bought a rubber keyboard and I'm trying it out  =)
It's easy to fuck up... like I keep re-typing everything cause if you don't really punch all the keys, it wont type.

Work is insane. I can't believe how brainless everyone there is. They literally can't function without me, It's pathetic. Fuck I had so much shit to say when I sat down and now I cant think. I was probably gonna talk about how basically all I do at work is strictly keep track of inventory and stay on top of everything that's going on, but all I can think about is how full I am right now.
Me and Kyle went to Outback. We got seated, and no waitor showed up for like 10-15 minutes. It was insane. Finally, Kyle went to the hostess and said we still hadn't been greeted yet, so she offered to get us the drinks. Then when the waitress finally came, she gave us free drinks and an appetizer for being so slow. Turns out though, our REAL waitress was on break, and the girl that was gonna cover for her must have forgot or something.
So I had a house salad, quesadilla, and Kyles free cheesy fries. I'm full.

I know you can't tell by reading, but I went back to the normal keyboard.. the rubber one was taking to long. Haha, no pun intended.

I got an hour of overtime at work today. I knew it would be hectic. We're behind on shipments, and we needed skins to come in today so we could finish up. But once they came, we put the screens on and the first one I turned on... it wouldn't even turn on. So I went to the next one, and that one had a vacuum pump problem. After we got the first one to turn on, (replaced one of the 3 main cables) then the vacuum pump was bad on THAT one too! So yea, I had to fix all this shit, test them and put skins on and bla bla bla. And of course I have to do EVERYTHING.
I would say more shit but I'm about to go see Inception again with kyle and it starts in an hour.
Happy Friday!! Can't wait to sleep in like a motherfucker.
GNIGHT!!!

<3

Shoulda stayed home shootin the breeze all day..

2010 pretty much sucks. 80% of it has mostly just been boring and day by day, 40 hour weeks, and nothing special. The other 20% has been shit.
First of all...  January, moms house burned down and honey died. She had to stay in a hotel for 6 or 7 months with none of her things.
March I finally got to fly home and see the devastation. My home, the place I grew up in for 18 years, was a black, smelly, filthy shell of destruction. Everything was black, everything melted, and completely ruined.  
April, my sister came to California to visit me. She had only been there about a day or 2. I went to work each morning for about 4 hours while she was still sleeping. Towards the end of the week, I was sitting at my desk and it was about 7 am and I get a phone call from my grandmother. I knew already something wasn't good.
Mom had a heart attack....  She was in the hospital and they said she was okay and would maybe need surgery. I left work and went home after only being there about an hour. I told Hill and Kyle what was going on and we just sat there talking about it. Hill was gonna get on a plane the next day anyway to go home. I bought a ticket for the same day Hill flew home, just a few hours later. It was an overnight flight and I got there around 10am and got a ride straight to the hospital. I stuck around for a few days before I had to fly back.
Then in July or so, all kinds of crap started happening. A co-worker of my sisters was killed by her crazy boyfriend. She was shot in a car in the parking lot, then he shot himself.
Then someone else from her work had a friend who passed away in their sleep for no reason.
After that, my neighbor from back home died. He had several medical issues and was getting quite old.
Then some psycho in Manchester got fired from his job for stealing. So he went into his work, and shot and killed 8 people, then himself.
Also my friend had found her ex boyfriend's body after he had committed suicide.
And the last thing was my cousins grandfather had passed away.
All of this happened this year, and no really good things happened to balance any of this out. It's just been bad news after bad news after bad news.
Then of course I had to go and be stupid and get myself 7 stitches.

Then on top of all this, the thoughts and planning of moving home is killing me. I bite Kyle's head off almost everyday for no reason. Probably cause I'm anxious to go home, and mad at myself cause I know I'm gonna ruin so much shit for him.
I'm worried I'm gonna get home and not find a job, then maybe miss the convenient life I have here and regret the move. But in March I was SOOOOOO sure that this is EXACTLY what I wanted. So I don't know what the fuck is right. I'm still shooting for November. And I NEED to somehow set up a job.

 What a day, what a day
Shoulda stayed home shootin the breeze all day
Close your eyes from, no sleep this week
Tap your heals home, then fall alseep....

Numero Uno

After all the bitching I do at work about people sucking at speaking English, it figures I go and write my first title in fucking Spanish.

So I've been in California for 2 years and 1 month so far. Worked 3 jobs, and lived in 3 places.
My favorite thing about being here is being a part of Kyles family. His parents treat me and feel like my own, and it feels like I still have a dad around.
My least favorite thing about being here is having NO family and just about NO friends. It took a while, but eventually it becomes unbearable. Just about nothing is worth this lack of family. I want the Christmas' and thanksgivings that I remember. I want to watch Courtney, and Jake and my little cousins grow up. And I would die for some rain. And not just a light drizzle throughout the day, but a good long week of a hardcore downpour that makes it inconvenient just to go out to the store.

I would probably sit here and write tons more boring shit about the constant battles I have in my own brain all day. But this vicodin is telling me to shut up, relax, and go the fuck to sleep.

So tomorrow I can vacuum the apartment, got to the store for some more band-aids, go to the bank, and try to get the haircut I want, and fail because I dont trust anyone or wanna pay more than 40 bucks.
I just started craving macaroni and cheese.

Gnight Love (The only one thats gonna read this) <3