Brian Brittany called in last night. Must have been a long hang-nail!!! he couldn't have been all that sick, he was already "up and at em" out doing shit at six this morning when he sent back text in response to mine earlier. I never had to work so hard on a sunday in my entire life. you would have thought 2nd shift did absolutely nothing, but when i came in they were all on this _"man that was the slowest shift i ever worked here ever"_. i just wanted to murder ppl when i started to get into the kitchen and find out what all **wasn't** done. but it was alright, cos with only one person cooking -- your time goes a hell of a lot quicker than it would otherwise. we were pretty slow too, punched out with less than 300; but it was all clone work. i didn't really get into the back until well after quarter after four, but i got it done -- cos i'm the **stunning mesh**. some guy was asking for help to jump his car at work. i'm the only one who knows how to cook so i denied him even tho i could have jumped two or three ppl and not had to worry about things falling too far apart in the kitchen, but i wasn't feeling it. i had starting and stopping my car for no reason. then the guy got desperate and offered ten bucks, so corey had sally watch the front while he did it. whoopie-doo you got ten bucks and you jumped a car that's three times the size of yours... new batteries are at least eighty! weekend was pretty good. we ate at pegasus cos for once i felt like being served; not serving. **the waitress put krystal's voka & lemonade in a to-go cup when we left!** plus i thought i could save a little money from eating out cos my meals on the weekends can cost just about as much -- i can whip together a salad that costs over thirty-bucks without opening my eyes. it will be a good salad, but shit -- kind pricey. so i thought save a little money. but the bill ended up costing just about as much as a typical run to sentry does on saturday -- so i didn't really accomplish much there. i would have said money if they would allow me to bring my own samuel adams! i wasn't as talkative as i should have been this weekend either. i was kinda disappointed. krystal was itching so bad to get out of the house and it seemed like every attempt i made at putting something together fell through. first i thought we could meet up with someone and go out to a pub and have a few cold ones and relax, but nobody was willing. then i thought maybe we could meet up with my sister who was bowling, but they chose to bowl in menomonee falls (i guess the new home of 102.1's "fake-ependant" rock station) and i didn't wanna drive back from the sticks all fucked up. **smart-mesh** got off today. fell asleep for a short nap on accident last night so i'm going to go to bed at 08:00 instead of 07:00, kinda hope it all balances out. even tho i have off tonight, if i sleep now; two things will happen #01: i'll only sleep for a few hours, and it will be very-broken. #02: it will alter my sleeping habits for tomorrow and in-turn effect how effective i'll be at work tomorrow night. tomorrow will be the first night after a fresh new hell's kitchen episode so i really like to be on top of my game. if time permits i'm going to try and get my ass to goodwill today and get some (maybe three) white button-up shirts for work. mine are not looking so good. i'll have to soak them in coke again soon. also i got a whole bunch of sunday's newspaper from work so i can pack my dishes away in a storage bin, and prepare that to be moved in a few months. all this shit to do and no _"ideal"_ time to do it.