Day two almost didn't happen

So I'm a little lazy. I admit it. Though I'll backspace to fix any and all spelling errors I catch, it was almost too much to just sit (or lay) down and type up the blog itself. Hooooo boy.

Anyway. My creative juices seem to have hit a dry spot. Some sort of ... drought. A drought of juices, maybe. Whatever it is, it ain't comin'. And it sucks.

I work my rear-end off at my third-shift job, come home and mess around on Facebook with farming and such, then I sit in front of the TV to unwind with Tyra and the drama queens of ANTM. By the time I'm relaxed enough from pulling merchandise that weighs 50x more than me, I'm exhausted and I just want to go upstairs and go to bed. And sleep. And sleep and sleep. But if I call in again, I'm sacked.

Not that I think that's a bad thing, really. I'd rather be fired than quit. I can at least draw unemployment for a bit before I land another job. But they seem almost reluctant to fire me, no matter if I slack off on purpose or bust my chops trying to get everything done.

Rant time! I'll let you know when I'm done.

It just gets my goat that the shifts in the daytime can use the customer flow as an excuse to not getting everything done. The thing is ... customers come in EVERY DAY. Shouldn't they be expecting it by now? You know around a certain time there's going to be a massive influx of people. So just go a little faster a little earlier and there won't be as much of a problem.

Not to mention you won't be pushing all the crap you didn't finish on me. And don't ever use the excuse that you were by yourself for however-many hours before you left. Not ever. Seriously. I'm by myself every night stocking this stuff and I get more work done. I wanted to write that in a note and leave it so bad, but ... they might frown on that.

Unless I'm trying to get fired, then perhaps ...

End rant.

So. I ate two eggs, two hashbrowns, three sausage patties, a hamburger and an English Muffin for breakfast. It was damn good. Whew! Normally I wouldn't finish it, but pulling around those hulking pallets of stuff that people don't really need kind of burns off calories. I ate it about two hours ago. And I'm hungry again. I also had a cup of coffee and some strawberries. The strawberries helped cut through the proteiny goodness of the meats.

I need to find a way to get my creativity back. Just finished book two of a series by Chima. The Wizard Heir was surprisingly good. Though it did move slow at times and that irritated the piss out of me, I really enjoyed it for the most part. I have #3 from the library but I forgot to bring it upstairs.

Though I should go to bed before 1p so I can get up and give my hair a good scrubbin' before work tonight. Where I'll just have to repeat what I did last night. And the night before that. And ... I just don't want to work there anymore. Seriously. No one cares about what they do and it shows. Bleh. If I keep going on that tangent, it'll just wind up as another rant. I've already put everyone (including myself) through a rant and I don't need to do it again.

So with this brilliant little nugget of joy, I'm going to light up, slam another nail into my coffin and go to bed. That sounds nice. Though I kinda wish I remembered where I stuck my DS. I'll look for it later.