There is some stuff going on with my friends but I'm to lazy today to bring everything up to date.
Mostly working my ass off. 4 night shifts, one day off and then 7 days in a row. All are 12 hour shifts. It will be worth it though when I get m check Friday. I worked 36 hours of overtime on top of my regular schedule (granted that was what like two days?). I took the plunge and decided to work Christmas Eve and Christmas for the holiday pay and it worked out that Christmas day shift was also my automatic double time day regardless of the holiday...so I ended up banking close to triple time.
That's why I've written previously that no matter how much I can bitch about my job...it's just that...bitching. I have it made and I'm pretty much set for life. Rebecca marvels at my benefits, has an idea of my pay and just reminds me sometimes of how good I have it when I start my bitching.
Oh and I picked up a new squeeze before my working marathon. More about that in my next post.
Next week I head out of town to see my brother, attend my University's bowl game and bring in the New Year at Dallas area strip club....or with Rebecca. We'll see.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
And the Depression Broke. Sophia Update
Like a Fart Breaking in the Wind, My Depression Disappeared
I don't know what it was. The night of my last entry I decided to go out with Rebecca to dinner. From that night on I've felt 100% better.
Of course I was very active that weekend. I had the dinner with Rebecca that night. Then I had Thanksgiving dinner with her and her daughter at their house along with some of Rebecca's guests. I say guests cause I still believe she's the friendless person. She admits as much to me. I might join her for Christmas too.
Hey Sal, thanks for the kind words in the comment section. That means a lot to me especially coming from you. You're just as beautiful.
Ah yes, as Sal calls her, the lovely and talented Sophia!
The Lovely, Talented, Allergic Sophia
I've been in much more frequent contact with Sophia the last couple of months. At least calls twice a week. I'm not a phone person so two calls is a lot in my book. My shift work is keeping me from seeing her lately. The week we did have plans she was sick.
So okay this will happen. I know it will. I will see her and try to win her heart all over again.
So here we go. It's Thanksgiving Week and I try calling a couple of times. No answer. I sent a text message. No reply. I'm thinking something is wrong. She will at least respond in some way.
The weekend passes and I'm concerned now. On my way to work the evening shift, I sent her a text. As usual she calls me when she's leaving work when I text her. I asked her if something was wrong over the weekend. Yup there was. She works as a medical tech and uses latex gloves. She's allergic to latex. In the past, she'd get a rash, put whatever they gave her on it and it went away. On Saturday night she ended up in the emergency room because the reaction was so severe. She was told that from now on each reaction will get worse and it could eventually kill her. I told her when I didn't hear from her that I knew something was wrong.
And on that note, a song that reminds me of lovely and talented Sophia.
I don't know what it was. The night of my last entry I decided to go out with Rebecca to dinner. From that night on I've felt 100% better.
Of course I was very active that weekend. I had the dinner with Rebecca that night. Then I had Thanksgiving dinner with her and her daughter at their house along with some of Rebecca's guests. I say guests cause I still believe she's the friendless person. She admits as much to me. I might join her for Christmas too.
Hey Sal, thanks for the kind words in the comment section. That means a lot to me especially coming from you. You're just as beautiful.
Ah yes, as Sal calls her, the lovely and talented Sophia!
The Lovely, Talented, Allergic Sophia
I've been in much more frequent contact with Sophia the last couple of months. At least calls twice a week. I'm not a phone person so two calls is a lot in my book. My shift work is keeping me from seeing her lately. The week we did have plans she was sick.
So okay this will happen. I know it will. I will see her and try to win her heart all over again.
So here we go. It's Thanksgiving Week and I try calling a couple of times. No answer. I sent a text message. No reply. I'm thinking something is wrong. She will at least respond in some way.
The weekend passes and I'm concerned now. On my way to work the evening shift, I sent her a text. As usual she calls me when she's leaving work when I text her. I asked her if something was wrong over the weekend. Yup there was. She works as a medical tech and uses latex gloves. She's allergic to latex. In the past, she'd get a rash, put whatever they gave her on it and it went away. On Saturday night she ended up in the emergency room because the reaction was so severe. She was told that from now on each reaction will get worse and it could eventually kill her. I told her when I didn't hear from her that I knew something was wrong.
And on that note, a song that reminds me of lovely and talented Sophia.
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