So tonight the plan is to go to petco for bird food, then get to my mom's, drop off the dog, go see Michael at work, go to the punk show, and then go to work.
As of now, I'm sitting around in my robe. As noted by alexvdl via webcam.
alexvdl: *It's three in the afternoon and you're STILL in a bathrobe
blackeyes_kat: i just woke up not too long ago. I didn't get home until five
alexvdl: Ahhhhhhhhhhh . I guess you're entityled.
I have gotten nothing done yet, with my only excuse being that I'm waiting for my clothes to dry. No excuse.
I'm trying to figure out what clothes/makeup/hair i can wear to a punk show and then immediately go to work and look semi professional ... and i have yet to come up with any ideas. the clothes aren't really a big deal, but makeup is hard to change for work. damn me agreeing to a friday graveyard ... but an 8 hour shift at garden grove is a decent amount of bonus money ... i earn my paycheck there, though.
Good work news ... i may be getting a promotion of sorts ... whether it's more pay or not, it would be a little bit of responsibility and authority, which appeals to my control-freak side ... it all depends though, i need to find out how much time this would entail, as school is most important. I would love the responsibility though, i like having stuff to do and be in charge of. Probably scheduling and training and procedure. Dr. Harris hired a friend of mine to work part-time there too, which makes me happy. Now if I can just get rid of the lazy-ass guy i don't like that works there ... and the senile old doctor ...
saw a rattlesnake bite last night at work, which would have been great fun if the family hadn't been so obnoxious (praying over the dog while I'm trying to give the antivenin? I think my cure will work better ...) and if the fucking chow mix didn't chomp my hand ... bastard.