June 1st, 2009

Half an Hour to Write Many Things

I really shouldn't do this to myself. Get home from work at quarter to 2, then just be lazy (aside from putting laundry in the washing machine) and play games and eat hamburgers and pumpkin pie as a snack until 5:30 (approximately), and I'd like to be on my way to falling asleep by 6, but there is no way that's going to happen right now.

First and foremost, the lingering memory of a dream I had last night.

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What might have this been influenced or caused by? As mentioned at least once in here, Lynn is no longer the area manager at Heart and Stroke, and is instead now working in some or all capacity as the manager of the Downtown Chatham Centre. Last time I was in at Heart and Stroke, she stopped by as well for reasons unknown, and, among other random small talk, asked what the owner of Taco Bell's name was, because she could see them doing quite well for business in the mall too. Thus, that's been on my mind as an interesting and amusing thought for a while now, and last night I kept thinking I should tell Manoah to see what he thought, but never did, and apparently in lieu of saying anything at work, it came out in my dream instead. Yay. Whether or not that will actually happen is still largely unknown though (I couldn't remember the guy's last name ("Brockelbank") until she was just about to leave), but it is interesting to think about perhaps still working for the company "in charge" of Taco Bell, but working at both stores on a "We need you these days, and the other store needs you here" basis. That would also involve day shifts though, so it likely wouldn't be as fun as I'm thinking, but still, there's no harm in entertaining the thought.

Actual work tonight was excessively busy, and to sort of illustrate what I mean, from 8 - 1 in the morning, I made roughly $830 worth of food by myself. Because I just love coupons and everybody that comes through after midnight and can't help themselves ordering, oh, just a cheesy gordita crunch on top of their combo 3 or somesuch. I am so looking forward to my days off, but then again, that's only two, after which it's right back "into the fire" so to speak. We did get out of there in decent time, but making food on your own for two solid hours (with a couple five minute breaks here and there, to be fair) is enough to stress anybody out, or at least when the rest of the store around you is a mess and needs to be cleaned up. There were two other interesting parts of the night, but I'll get to the tomorrow because I need the SD card from my camera and would have to get up and find it to do that right now.

To move away from negativity and irritatedness, two other random things to end this entry on. First is a screenshot from StepMania. "What's the big deal" you ask? First of all, full combo (653), as well as having "Dizzy" and "Dark" turned on. "Dark" simply makes the arrows at the top of the screen disappear. Fairly easy to deal with as long as you get into the beat of the song. As for "Dizzy", it makes all the arrows rotate. They're still divided into four separate columns, but that becomes a matter of knowing which arrows are which, or to make it easier, memorizing the "left, down, up, right" order to the point where it comes naturally. As for the other thing, it is this. I'm surprised it worked as well as it did, because from the screenshots I was thinking "ClearType still looks better", but altogether it does make a noticeable difference for the better.

Anyways, it's once again time for bed. Tomorrow probably won't go much differently than today did, but meh. One day closer to getting paid and having a couple nights off work~

At Least Three More Items

Right away, another dream I can remember having just earlier this morning. I was at Underground Tattoos again, seemingly getting my entire chest / upper body done, except by somebody other than Mel. I can faintly remember who by, but just in case I'm wrong, I think it was the other party that accompanied me the first time I went. Why they were doing the tattooing is beyond me, but they weren't doing it properly or weren't following the design I'd given them or something, because I was getting extremely impatient and generally not happy with how things were turning out, so when they got up to grab some paper towels or something, I did too, and, in a really annoyed tone of voice said "That's it". Then Mel came around the corner and asked what was going on, so I explained it to her, and asked what she was so worried about. Her response was something like a very quiet "That you won't come back", followed by me saying that I would on such and such a date as long as she would be the one fixing it, and she said that was a good idea, but instead of leaving then, we somehow both decided, without saying anything at all, that I would stay, which led to us looking for a container of some sort of blue liquid that would be used to fix the screwed up part, and then the dream ended.

Influence? Likely something that was said at work last night, but that aside, I can't help but wonder. If I had the money neither Mom or Dad minded, I think I still would like to get more, even if it's only something on my forearms or up along the sides of my neck / face. Something that would be readily visible without having to remove my shirt, because that's hardly ever an option at work. Fun to think about, if nothing else.

Thing number two happened on the way to work last night. Passing through the construction zone up by 7-11, I noticed there were some kids standing inside one of those large concrete cylinders, but just ignored them, because they did nothing more than glance at me as I walked by. That lasted for all of ten seconds though, because as I walked past the driveway into 7-11's parking lot, one of them yelled "I like your ears!", and I turned around and sort of nodded, then continued walking towards the intersection. As I was waiting for the signal to change so I could walk across the street, what would happen but two of them running up to me and asking if they could take their picture with me. Yeah, sure, I guess. The only thing to stop you would be that I'm on my way to work right now... So suffice it to say, I missed crossing the street the first time, but they got their picture and I continued on my way, so yeah.

As for the third thing, two random pictures taken at work last night. This is the back, and this is the front. I've seen several $20 bills like that now, but never in my entire life a one dollar bill. $2, yes, and I'm sure Mom has at least one tucked away in some sort of book in her room, but yeah.

Those are the only other things I had to write about for now though, so it's probably time for more StepMania or Knytt Stories, until 5 or 5:30 at which point I plan to see about procuring supper. Yesh~