Wednesday, May 25, 2005

No news is good news... and laziness

Lots on the go and never time to update this thing . I reckon that at some point there will be something on this blog I'd prefer my mom didn't read after all. Someday there will be time for a life again I'm sure. Work has been crazy but the money has been crazier. Makin' $1o0 in tips without going topless (as one of the cooks suggested) was awesome on Sunday. The continued comments about going topless were funny at first but they've gotten old, almost as old as the creepy guy making them!
On a cool note, an English chicka I met in Australia got a hold of me yesterday cause she is in Toronto visiting a friend so I'm off to Toronto to see her Friday! Soy dogs are done and its time to go back to work.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

BAH!

The days of servitude have begun.... and it sucks! I don't know, maybe its cause I'm not telling my tables that I'm new, but the one time I did it made no difference, the guy who didn't like me still stiffed me. Today joy of joys, I worked at 12, but only got three tables, all of which left by 1 and none of which tipped close to 15%. The fact that I'm new, maybe understandable, only that I didn't suck for once! Only working two hours isn't really going to pad my paycheck either. I think I need Merle's stamp to use on some of my table's checks.
The only good thing I heard today was about Belinda Stronach moving to the liberals, anything to keep Harper out! I don't want to have another one of those sinking post-election feelings . Fucking politics.... its coming up in my day to day conversations way more than it ever used to, apparently I'm getting old... I have a very conservative cousin that I've been outright avoiding lately though, he had a big collaborative blog going that i would contribute to now and again, but he kept deliberately posting crazy right wing junk so I had to tell him I was too busy to stay part of the blog...more like disgusted. I try to avoid arguing with people who approach my level of stubborness since the arguments never seem to end......... Think its time to find some people who feel like getting boozed tonight, the Keiths are calling!

Friday, May 06, 2005

"What kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song right now, at this moment?"

Current life goal: Watch all of "fear and loathing in Las Vegas"... Saw a bit of it last weekend, it didn't come on until about 2 or something and watched as much as i could before my eyes gave out. Seemed really cool though... the dialogue and narration were so awesome.... Been working like the poor kid I am in the kitchen at Kelseys. The good part being the free food for sure. Turned down the attempts to get me out drinking tonight since showing up to the bar without money tends to suck Not usually the case, but the fact that the bar they were heading to to get sloshed at before the dance bar is super questionable, made me really not want to flirt with a creep just to get a drink. Afterall you never know when you'll see the creep again in "real" life. Is it just me or is seeing someone you normally see when you're hammered, in sober setting not the most surreal experience?? Used to happen to me with a server from my favourite bar up at school, she was in my Spanish class... the worst part being I'd always try to talk to her in Spanish when i saw her at the bar... Anyways, this sober thing sucks so its off to bed where I don't have to think about it. Cheers........

Monday, May 02, 2005

And That's Why I Avoid That Bar...

A hangover and a mom who keeps her computer in the living room kept me unpacking and not blogging yesterday. To catch up, Saturday night I was hanging out with mother watching some Dick Tracy movie, which was making me laugh in its corniness when the phone rang and it was Parsnip telling me to get ready we were going drinking. The plans called for us to go drink at her boyfriends, where I was promised a less than third wheel good time, he was supposed to be having friends over. Predictably this fell through when his one friend that showed up, left his bar ID at home and Parsnip's bf had his heart set on going to the local scuzzy bar. My standards for a club aren't high, but this bar is always so shitty, but with the choice of two acceptable bars in Brockville, one of which you don't dance at, Buds it was. The night was going alright, had a few more "sodas", and was dancing with Parsnip and her bf. We both quickly saw that her bf was going to be one of those guys though who can't just dance alone, he has to latch on, so even when Parsnip went to get a drink, buddy thought he needed to grind with me (how does one politely say no thank you?). It would have been okay I suppose, if he hadn't been touching my ass.... Anyways, I took off when Parsnip got back to dance with a few other hammered people in the bar I knew when I saw a guy I decided looked so familiar. Enter awkward conversation
Me: "Hey, you look familiar, where might I know you from?" (This was not intended as a pickup line, it actually was bugging me)
Him: "Uh, I dunno"
Me: "Where do you work?"
Him: "I just moved here.."
This conversation went on, until I had interrogated him and had decided to call him Captain Familiar instead... At some point it dawned on me, that I am an idiot so I went away. I danced for a bit more, even ran into one of my brother's exs and proceeded to think she was someone else and be really excited to see her, only to realize five seconds after yelling hello, who I was really talking to..Whoops.. so maybe the real reason I hate this bar, other than the required dancing might have more to do with how drunk I always get to to go there. I pulled a B-rock move though, and left without really telling anyone, only to come home and have a couple very drunk msn convos, breaking my no msn while drunk rule . My mom told me in the morning that it sounded like i knocked over every piece of furniture possible between the downstairs and thirdfloor. The woman exaggerates, though I definitely "leaned" on a couple.

Saturday, April 30, 2005

There's No Place Like Home There's no Place Like Home....

Forgive the wizard of Oz reference, terribly bored. Apparently this town takes less than 48 hours to get boring, which to be fair, was more hours than I thought possible. Went with my mom to bottle wine this morning at the ungodly hour of 10am, which I normall only see if I'm still awake or unfortunate enough to have something school related. Had to go see the boss to find out why I have no hours for the next two weeks. Guess calling and asking to get scheduled was too crazy of a request. Ah well, I'm still going to get server training so that is good news. The party first night back wasn't terrible. A few of us came back here to party on after the bar, much to the disappointment of all those trying to sleep here. I thought my room was the quietest choice, apparently not. Ah well, good times.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

So Long B-rock!

Home I go, first year is over as of noon tomorrow. Just need to coast through my last exam than it'll be back home drinkin' with the ladies. My computer needs the rest, so into a box it goes. This post is pointless but the blog is somewhat as well. I have so much other stuff I should be doing anyways First priority will no doubt be emptyin' that last beer bottle...Cheers.

An Amazing Kid

A little boy I used to babysit along with his brothers, Ryan Hreljac, way back when, started a foundation called Ryan's Well. His story is amazing and so is the foundation. He's been raising money to build wells in Africa since he was six years old! Check out the site, if you've got some spare coin or even time, why not give a thought to supporting this charity. Hopefully my offer of my spare time won't go unused.