I come home from work to find the following note sitting on the keyboard:

Derek, sorry but --

I had to delete your account because all your stuff was slowing
down page loads badly. (I can't work that way.)
We will go to the pawn shop to
look for your computer today.

Doug.This is wrong on so many levels. First of all, I told him that it was my ( Read more... )

This week has been a week of... well, actually a lot of things ( Read more... )

Work yesterday was hell. At least three people didn't show up so the entire back line was two people for most of the day. I cooked, he made sandwiches. On top of all that there were a ton of 6+ burger meals made. This was pretty much how it was from like four until eleven (I was supposed to leave at nine, by the way) and then DeMarco and Kenya ( Read more... )

My last two nights have been spent locked inside a restaurant cooking, cleaning and tiring out. The first night was hectic but the second night was pretty calm.

I'm not sure if I want to work third shift yet. On one hand the work isn't very hard... but on the other hand, 9 hours is a goddamn long time. Better hours and a pay raise, but only two ( Read more... )

Yesterday at work I felt really bad. I'm not sure exactly what it was -- but it could have been a lot a things. I felt so horrible; I'd even call it grief at times. It seemed to mostly be fear of me being completely bogged down, compressed and exhausted from the sudden change in shifts/double worktime. Everyone keeps telling me that I can handle it ( Read more... )

So uh, today my manager says he's looking for someone for third shift. I replied about maybe wanting the part but he thought I was under 18. I told him I'm of age and he asked me if I'd take it. I came home, talked to my parents and then took the job. So uh, starting next week, I should be working 10 PM to 7 AM at McDonald's, where almost no one ( Read more... )

I've been working extra hours at work as to get more money. It's not like I'm missing anything at home, right? I really do think I need to find a different job. My priorities aren't on getting a full-time job (though I guess that'd be nice); they're more in the realm in doing something I'd at least somewhat enjoy doing and would be able to proudly ( Read more... )

I don't like the way I am at this point in life. Like... one person willingly keeps in touch with my and my family takes stuff from me like I'm a bad kid or something. And I always come up with arguments to pwn people that contradict themselves. And stuff. Greedy as fuck.

So um, I went to the Pelican/Mono show. I did buy a few records (and food for Jake and I)beforehand 'cause I had $80 to blow, but yeah. I got some Prurient, some !!! and a local group called the Phantom Family Halo. Some crazy homeless guy was at my stop to ride back home from Bardstown and started talking to me about how living in the forest for ( Read more... )

I'm sittin' at Jake's house again. He's behind me noodling around on guitar. It's sad that I started playing before him (and generally got into music before he did) and he's better than me. Go-go motivation on my part ( Read more... )