Currents of Time

WE START WITH A SILLY STORY. Because it's Valentine's Day and I can pretend it's sort of related. I remember this every time Taylor Swift's "You Belong With Meee-eeee-heee" comes on the radio... The first time I heard that song, it was, I don't know, 4 am or something. I'd been woken up by something, so I was really groggy and not processing everything quite right, and that song was playing (I need some sort of noise going on, so I just leave the radio on really low - the volume didn't help). I heard a song comparing/contrasting herself to her girlfriend rather than a song comparing/contrasting herself to someone else's girlfriend. I was really surprised that it was on the radio.

OH NO A STORY ABOUT WORK NOW: CHEESECAKE FIASCO (AKA Cheesegate, AKA Cheesecake 2010). (I only came up with the first of those. My coworkers are responsible for the other two.)

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I went with some people (some of them were friends, some of them were people I don't really know, though I did go to school with a few of them) to see The Wolfman on Friday after work! IT WAS ABOUT AS HILARIOUSLY BAD AS IT LOOKS. Oh, man, I laughed so hard.

I had yesterday off, so I really had wanted to sleep in a bit, but then yesterday was also the annual pancake breakfast (all you can eat pancakes, sausage, and bacon for five dollars and a non-perishable food item) fundraiser, so I didn't get to sleep in, after all. It was delicious, though. Then Mom and I ran around running errands and doing some other stuff before she dropped me back off in town! And the internet issues had been resolved while I'd been out. (Thursday evening - or maybe it started before that, but I was at work, so who knows? - the internet started flaking out. Friday, there was no internet. Late Friday night, my main computer - and only my main computer - had limited internet. Saturday afternoon, everything randomly fixed itself, but we still had it all reset by the provider, just in case.)

So, yes. Too much work, stupid customers (well, what else is new?), and then no internet = really, really long last week and a half. But is it over now!


Finally, here is that 5 Songs Starting With A Designated Letter meme! You know the drill. (MAN, lots of memes lately.)

( My letter was R! There are more than five songs 'cause I'm bad with numbers. )

Whew! We're done now.

I'm not entirely fond of late night (or very early morning, whichever the case may be) excursions to airports, but, well. Mom made it home fine. Her plane was late taking off from Chicago (but then who is really surprised by that?) and they changed which station the luggage would be at three times or so.

She brought back stuff... My grandmother apparently realized when my brother graduated last spring (which, I suspect, she only really thought about because I have a few cousins out there in California with her that are the same age as my brother) that she'd never acknowledged my high school graduation back in 2004. I don't really care, but she felt bad and decided to buy me a fancy silver necklace/chain. ... She even knows I don't wear jewelery. I don't know why she keeps insisting on buying me things like this. I'm probably never going to wear it. It is pretty, it's just... not anything I have any use for.

On the other hand, Mom bought me a few Target-exclusive Transformers toys. Fun!

While she was in the store, she says she was talking to some guy who was bragging about how he'd bought the only two 2009 Bumblebee toys at another store (there weren't any at the store Mom was in) and kept one and sold the other on eBay for over 50$. jerk jerk jerk jerk! honestly.

On the way to the airport, we saw someone get pulled over for ... whatever reason, and we passed a house with a bunch of firetrucks outside it. And firemen, and the distinct smell of smoke.


We have a new manager for the bakery at work, who does not seem to realize that this is not the Milton store and we do things slightly differently here. Also, my place of employment is being remodeled and is a complete mess. It is making things hard.

Attention customers:

Bakery associate is not responsible for renovations. Bakery associate does not, in fact, like said renovations any more than you. Bakery associate would request that you go to the Customer Service Desk to ask where the dog food is being shelved today, because she doesn't know, either. This is the bakery.

Bakery associate will also thank you kindly for not blaming her for the utter disorganization of the store.

Really.

Please stop yelling at her now. ;__;