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Longest Day

Published 25.3.04 by Porkchop | E-mail this post

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Today has been the LONGEST day at work, I truely thought it was never going to end.

We were so busy all day, and I was having to do almost everything by myself. Because the new help they hired doesn't like to do anything, and if you ask them to do stuff they get smart with you.

I have truely seen everything today. From guys gazing into my eyes, to women who tell me our jelly is "stale". I am so very tired. Thankfully I did tonight's assignment last night.
I should do school this weekend, but I really, really don't want to. But it isn't like I have anything better to do. Go shopping and that's about it. It's a shame because Dad, Joy and Fred will be gone for the majority of the weekend.

It's the weirdest thing having Jared to call. I haven't heard from him since Monday, and I am actually kinda worried. It is highly unlike him. I called his phone and it says his number is out of service. I hope he is alright!

Well, I have to go, I am tired and am going to take a nap before I go shopping and such.

This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

cookies for troops


I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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