in which i write some more
April 29, 2007, 6:17 pm
guess what. i'm not drunk. nor did i drink tonight. and, amazingly enough, nor did i puke today like i imagined i would. i felt really crappy tho. i constantly had that liquor taste in my mouth. only the true drunks know what i'm talking about. that feeling of almost puking, but you know it'll be awesome right afterwards, because you'll just be expelling all that vile crap from your body. speaking of last night, apparently i was housed. i was starting fights and yelling. i remember being there, but i don't remember the things they were telling me this morning.
it's slowly sinking in that i'm going to be a manager at bison witches. i've begun to notice a lot more respect and... expectation of responsible action from my bosses. today, tom was working and then asked me if it would be alright if he took off. i mean... i know he meant would things be alright, but in my head i heard "can i go now? can i have permission?" and it was really weird. but these days they just expect that i know what's going on around me. it's really cool, and yet now i'm constantly thinking about what i'm doing, and trying to decide if the toms would be cool with that. if i could be doing more. if there's anything i could be doing instead of being on break to help my coworkers. it's fun to experience myself becoming responsible, and at the same time, it's annoying to know that i can't just be a jerkoff anymore.
ah well. my paycheck should be astronomical on friday. i'ma be two shifts onto the back. which means most likely 100 hours of work. which means at least 20 overtime. which is just... just great. i so dearly want that futon...