At work again. It's 2am. 2:15 to be exact. I brought Shane's laptop with me today. I just wanted something new I guess. Idk. Plus I don't have StepMania on mine. Lol. Or Google Sketchup, which is another interesting program I'm working on learning. It's kinda kewl. You should google it and check it out. It's a trial thing, but it's kewl if you like to build and edit and what not. I feel the drowsiness kicking in a little bit already. I brought a sandwich, a bag of cereal, and some icing with me... and my tea. So hopefully between all that I should be good when it comes to giving myself energy when I start to feel myself lacking.
I did manage to forget to grab my external hard drive... which sucks. Bc I don't have my music on this computer. I have it on all the other computers tho. Go figure. This comp is great for graphics and is an all around really good quality computer outside and inside... I just wish it had a larger hard drive. Which is why I haven't put the music on this one. I figure why put music on this when I can just play it off the external (I don't have). Words in parenthesis can (not) be ignored. One good thing about this one is that it isn't missing a delete key like mine. Lol. My bird ran off (flew off) with it and I never found it. And that was at the old place... we're in the new place now. So I'm sure there's really no hope in finding it. Maybe I should just go to Bestbuy and steal one off theirs. Lol. Wouldn't that be interesting for my signature mark to be a missing delete key. Like, what if something happened (this is highly hypothetical btw!!! Don't get all stupid on me!) and I became some psychopathic serial killer and for every kill I'd steal their delete key as my signature mark. Lol. But yeah, it's a nice comp. It's got some AMD 64bit Athlon X2 processor and NVIDIA graphics card that Shane keeps raving about. That's a mouthful to actually SAY btw. Lol. What I do like about this one tho is I can turn off the keypad. Which is great bc I always tend to hit it when I'm typing. Go me!
My cell finally got cut off yesterday. It was suppose to be cut off a month ago. Bc the contract ran out and Dad got a new plan and since I'm in SC and all, we we're gunna renew it. Just get our own. So yeah. And I really haven't been using it all that much since I left FL anyways. So it's not that big a deal to me. But Shane's always freaking out thinking I'm gunna get stranded on forty-two by myself without a cellphone and not be able to do anything but get out and walk, which he doesn't want me to do. So yeah. Mr-Sweetly-Overprotective-Boyfriend wants to get another one soon.. but we got to wait for a steady income. These people are suppose to be taking money out of my check to pay for my SLED ID which I still haven't received and my drug test and something else. I don't remember what it all was. But yeah. They are splitting it up and taking it out of three checks. Only they haven't done it yet... So I have no idea what my checks are going to be like when they actually start taking money out of them bc they haven't started yet. And that's not kewl. I wish they would have just taken it out of the initial three checks... but No. Ugh. See, if they did that, then this check I get Friday would have been the last check they take anything out of. But bc they didn't, as of right now, I still owe them money... and that sucks. I don't like having no way of knowing what my income is going to be like. I'm not used to that.
Anyways, there are only three people here this morning. And that's not including me. They are suppose to be opening back up tomorrow. The plant is closed right now. So by 5:30 I should be seeing some action around here. A little bit at least. The only one of the three that I know of that's here is Wayne and he's at the truck dump. Idk about the other two guys. And apparently there is a Warner truck back there sleeping... which they arn't suppose to sleep back there. They are suppose to pull off into the parking lot that's there special for them. Lol. Blah. Those flatbed people can sleep now. I've seen a guy there from before my shift, and he was still there after I left. Granted, that guy was where he was suppose to be. But when we get know it all people in here like Tim Evans, the Cardinal, driver he won't like that. Especially if he comes in after sitting in the parking lot for 30 minutes waiting for 7:00 to come around for shipping to open, then come to find out that he's NOT the first truck back there... He's gunna be like WTF! Lol. But he needs to have that response every once in a while. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm sure he's a good guy. A nice guy. But I really wish he'd get over that “I've been doing this for years, I know it all” attitude. It's kind of annoying. I wonder if he has a wife. And if so, how'd he manage to not chase her away with that kind of attitude? The Eighth Wonder Of The World.
2:49. I hit snooze on my alarm clock 3 times before waking up... I think. 12:30, 12:40, and 12:50. Yeah. Three times. Lol. I only took one Seroquel last night. Shane insists that I took more. If I told him that I took one he's all like, “You're so messed up. I see it in your eyes” and stuff like that. Laughing at me. But if I tell him I didn't take one... he doesn't say a Damn thing. So what's that say? I really wish he'd get over that. Even tho I know he's joking around I hate when he laughs at me like that. I can't justify anything bc he'll interupt me and give his opinion and leave me no room for mine. And I can't just make him shut up... which is all I want him to do in the first place bc I'm too tired to care, let alone argue a point he's not going to listen to.
Well its 2:57. Almost an hour gone... 7 more to go. I'm gunna go play StepMania for a few and see if that can keep me up for a little while. I'm starting to lose it. Well back to this again. It's 3:36. I guess that game did help me a little bit. It did make me tired... but only my hands. Lol. I keep finding myself wanting to lay my head down and rest but I don't want to. I'm a little over an hour and a half into my shift and I'm really not feeling all that bad... with the exception of my stomach feeling like it's usual achy self. Idk. I'm gunna go drown myself in a pool at creativity and try my luck at photoshop at 3am. Lol.
4:15. Done photoshopping. Made a desktop background for Jon that he will most likely never see. So yeah. Lol. I wanna sleep... it sucks. And if this chair would sit back instead of lean forward that would help a LOT with staying up. With it leaning forward it's telling me to lay my head on the desk and take a nap. The one thing I don't want to do. And OMG my stomach feels like shit. I'm getting tired of this. I remember the first day it started hurting. Omg. That was a cramp from hell. It was a really sharp pain in my stomach like I was gunna start but 20 times worse. I don't feel like that anymore tho. Just that one day. Now it just hurts enough to make me uncomfortable. Which pain and I usually get along pretty well until it decides to take steroids. I've had doctors tell me that I've got an unusually high pain tolerance.. and I guess that's a good thing. But at the same time, one of those times I went to the doctor I had a really bad headache and I just began to feel it. Idk what made Mom take me up there, maybe my head was hot. But the doctor was shocked that I wasn't feeling anything near what I should have been feeling. So yeah. That's the uh... Kris vs Pain theory.
4:32. There are more things I'd like to write on here. But it's not appropriate. I mean, it's not bad, but it's nothing I'd want to broadcast across the net, and seeing as there is no way to make a single post private with the website that I'm using, I can't really write out what I want to. It's just something Shane did last night when I was getting to bed. He was messing around. I know that. But with the things I've been hearing lately about different people, it kinda makes me look at things differently. So even tho he was playing when he did what he did, I had a more serious outlook on it. He's done it before, and we've laughed about it. I laughed about it last night, but it was only me hiding what was really going through my mind. I never seen it the way my mind saw it last night. It was just different. Completely innocent. I know that. It's just me and my mind. Idk why I've been seeing things differently lately. I've been taking everything too serious. Pushing things over the limit in a way. Making a bigger deal out of things I usually let go. Maybe it's just bc I'm tired of the childish bullshit. Or maybe it's bc of something else. Shane's mature and responsible for his age, but he still doesn't understand an adults maturity. Don't get me wrong. He's far more mature than he should be. But there are still something he needs to get over. He plays too much. Doesn't know when to be serious. And thinks it's funny to irritate the hell out of me and then wonder why the Fuck I get pissed off about it. “I was only joking.” Even tho I TELL him MULITPLE times that he's irritating me and he's going to push it into something bigger. I mean I WARN him. I ask him to quit. I tell him I'm irritable and that I'm going to blow up if he doesn't quit, but he keeps on going. Then starts raising his voice on goes on his rant about how I treat him like shit and how he does so much for me. When it all could bee avoided if he would have just listened to me in the first place when I told him that I was irritated and I was trying not to be and that he wasn't helping. He gets a laugh out of it I guess. He says it's his way of cheering me up. Piss me off to no end, Let me blow up, Get us into an argument, Then makeup... why not just leave me alone in the first place? That makes since, right? That's the immaturity I'm talking about. Him not being wrong... until all is said and done. Then he goes into his “I'm sorry, I've just got so much on me right now” speech. Which he does. I can't say anything about that. He does good for himself. He does good for US and I Love Him to death, regardless of all his issues. Lord knows I've got enough of my own.
To be completely honest, I think Shane and I are complete opposites. I mean, what I lack, he has. And what he lacks, I have. It's like a square with little pieces missing along the edges for what he lacks. And Likewise for me. So we fit together like a puzzle when we bring the two pieces together. Make since. We've got completely different background and friends, yet we love each others friends and our backgrounds... well. The way we grew up was the same to a point. His was just intensified times 20k. So we have a understanding about things that other people can't really relate to. Even when we're laying in bed and looking through websites at some neat background images, it's always the same image that catches our eye. And music, we have the same taste. Only Shane doesn't like rap. He likes Eminem, but he doesn't like... well I won't tell you what he calls it bc I don't agree with the title. But he doesn't like R&B and Hip-hop and most Rap. I'll just say that. But I do like it... so he can kiss my Big, Fat, White Ass. Lol. I listen to everything. Just don't stick me around Opera. I'd rather be here working at 2am than sit through THAT for an hour. I lean more towards the neutral sounding songs. Like Alanis Morissette and 3 Doors Down, Jewel, Third Eye Blind... Notice it's the late ninety's era. Lol. Mainly anyways.
Anyhow. It's 4:59 now. I made it through 3 hours of work... now I've got to survive the other 5 hours I've got ahead of me. I just heard a trucker on the radio. No idea what he said, but I know he was there. He scared the shit out of me. Almost sounded like Jim actually. The JEO guy.
Shane's Dumbass has all my jackets at work. Apparently he wears 2 pairs of socks, 2 pants, 4 shirts, 2 jackets and a beanie when he goes to work in the morning... and he strips as the day goes on and gets hotter and Genius leaves the clothes at work. So not only do I have no jacket when it comes time for me to work but when I DO actually get the clothes back I'll get an ass-load of them at the same time, all of which need to be washed. Even tho I repeatedly ask him NOT TO WEAR MY FUCKING JACKETS TO WORK. Bc he always gets shit on them (that won't come off). So I'm stuck wearing one of his old beat up jackets, which is warm btw, but it can't zip up and the sleeves are short enough for a 9 year old. So here I am. Miss Florida, is 30 degree weather (in the beginning of winter) used to nothing below 43, in one extra small jacket. Yay!... I know, I've been kinda doggin on Shane in this blog, but I just wish he'd actually LISTEN when I say something. And not just that. Honor it! It'd be nice, ya know. But I still Love em'... can't help it. =P 5:17
Stepmania again. BBS. 6:04. So I got a few trucks in that interrupted my game and then Robert Johnson came in and was talkin to me for a little bit. Asked me to add him on Myspace. His music page. He does jazz. So I got to remember to do that. If you are reading this... remind me of that. Bc I'll forget. Lol. You can tell the plant is open today. You actually got some supervisors coming in now. The flatbed that was out there is finally out. She's got a problem tho. She's low on coolant in her truck and is saying her truck is going to cut off and there is no one here to help her with the situation sooo... yeah. She's over there taking up space in the parking lot now. Lol. She really doesn't look like she'd be a truck driver. Seems like a nice lady. She's black and has long dreadlocks. She looks like she'd be a nun or something the way she stands there politely waiting on you with her hands behind her back peacefully looking out the window. Lol don't ask. I read too much. Ah, 6:21. Three and a half more hours to go. 6:30... it seems like more time has gone by than that. 6:57. Looks like it's about that time. Time for me to start putting up the shit that keeps me awake and busy. Lol. So off I go!!! Lol Just kidding. Later Peoples.
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