"Hi", she croaks...

I'm alive.
Barely...

Since last Wednesday, I've had maybe about... let's be generous and say 40 hours of sleep. (It's really much closer to 30...)
Since last Thursday, when I got Vic legal, I've put about 1500 miles on him running back and forth to Gettysburg.

And, by "last" Wednesday and Thursday, I do NOT mean five and four days ago.

I mean the ones from the week before this past one.

The horses are out there, as is about 70% of the shit around here.
70%?
Let me bump that down to about 55-60%.
Just about or over half, I think.
If what I'm doing in my head at this point can even be called thinking anymore...

So far I've worked my last Thursday, Friday and Saturday (as both waitress and hostess).
My last Monday is tomorrow and it's also my last day with Sweetie, cause he's off Tuesdays, as is Terrorist Cook, whom, by the way, called me an idiot Friday and said he can't wait til I'm gone.
Whatever.

He's one asshole.

On the other hand, I've been getting cards, gifts and chunks of cash from customers and a fellow waitress.

So, basically, TC can go bite himself.

Anyway, my last day working with Sweetie is tomorrow and then Tuesday is my last day- period.

This is the first time ever that I've left a job and not been the only one upset about it.
This is the first time my Bosses have ever gotten teary-eyed over me leaving.
This is also the first time me leaving hasn't been a "Fuck me? Noooo, fuck YOU" affair, too.
Prolly has a lot to do with it, huh?

This way is harder, in case anybody is wondering.

And, talk about not being able to believe something... Jeezus.
I was still trying to wrap my brain around being here, on this farm, with Eric and horses and all and here we go again.
UP IN THE MOUNTAINS EVEN!!!

Everywhere ya look, you can see 'em in the distance.

It's so quiet there, too...
Seven people live on our road.
There's no light pollution, either, so you can actually see stars.
See stars, hear tree critters chirping, smell grass and earth and cows....

It's pretty cool.

Christ, I'm tired.
But, for once, tired in the way that a huge marathon of sleep WILL help.

Wednesday.
I'm livin' for Wednesday right now and probably fuckin' myself by sayin' so, too.

Wednesday is the first day I'll not have to be some damned place and I can sleep.
God willing...

Knowing my luck, Bill will fire up that goddamned Hugh loader and just let it run two feet from the backa the house.
Just fer shits and giggles, ya understand.
And to piss me off one last time... *giggle*

I don't think I'mina care much for Thursday, though.
That's the day I go back to the restaurant to get paid off and see Sweetie and his one brother for the last time in at least a while....
That's gonna be tough.
Hope I will be too, but, I doubt it.
I've cried more in there in the last week than I have over every dipshit boyfriend I ever had who hurt me.
Surprised I'm not all whizzled up and dehydrated like a piece of jerky by now as it is, let alone after that "meeting"....

*sigh*

Oh well.
Gotta go to bed soon.

Right after I switch the wash 'round.

Oh and by the way, getting a new batt'ry for a Nextel cell does do some good.
I got one yesterday morning, charged it about 24 hours and used it for close to 12 hours and only depleted it by one bar.
Muuuuch better.

Got another new mouse, too.
Old one pissed me off Friday (after TC's horseshit, once again) and I punched it and, naturally, killed it.
This time, when I got the stupid mouse, I also got a stupid mouse pad and hopefully, that'll keep me from having to murder this one.
We shall see.
("Punched" it? Try "hammered it with my fist til it fell apart inside".
(And, nope. I didn't hurt my hand, either.)

Anything else, brain?
.........................................
.........................................
(That's "thinking"...)

Nope.
Nuttin I can come up with, soooo.....

I'm outta here.

I'll be back, though.
Half of my shit's still here.
*retarded grin*

Peace, y'all...

Posted by: Stevie at 12:58 AM

Comments

1 I'd forgotten all about that
........................
thing!

So you're going to be a mountian dweller now too huh?

Ummm... you do realise that sn%*... s&$^... that white stuff you hate so much is even more prevalent in the mountains huh?

But it's so gorgeous you might even learn to not hate it so much? Maybe?

Get yourself some sleep, crazywoman.

P.

Posted by: Light & Dark at September 19, 2005 11:26 PM (+Ds2b)

2 No light pollution! How nice.
I live in a TH now and have *dreams* of the five acres surrounded by woods on which I used to live. (sigh) If I'd been an only child, I'd be living there still.
Oh well, "There goes Gloria Mundi."

Get some rest and you'll feel normal in no time 'tall.

Posted by: BlogDog at September 20, 2005 02:32 PM (AZGJk)






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