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Hello friends.

So the weekend has finally decided to make an appearance, which  took fucking long enough.  It’s been SUPER relaxing so far.  I just came home from working 7.5 hrs straight at The Pan-Pan.  It was seriously the longest, hardest night of work I have ever experienced.  It was like a huge Bitch Convention had just let out, and everyone was starving and everyone decided to come to eat at Panera.  That’s what it was like.  And my hands are all red and tender right now because I was on dishes tonight, which I have never done before, and I like scalded them multiple times in boiling soapy water until I realized that there are dishwashing gloves that I’m supposed to wear. 

…so, tonight was fantastic.

On a positive work note though, I am really becoming buddies with a coworker that I wasn’t expecting to.  So that makes things more fun.

In other news, I am experiencing a sort of ongoing crisis, which is this:  I took the bus into school yesterday for midterms, and SOMEHOW my makeup bag like, escaped from me and I left it on the bus.  So now I don’t have it for the WHOLE WEEKEND.

:sob:

This might not sound like a huge deal to you, but it IS.  And if you’ve seen me without makeup, then you KNOW that it is.  If you haven’t seen me without makeup, then here is a photo Maria took of me in the wee hours of the morning:

So, yes.  You can see why this is a crisis.

Anyway, the musical is a month from Monday or something ridiculous, and I’m having a minor heart attack about it because I feel like that’s way tooooo soon for the amount of stuff we have done, which isn’t much.  Also, SPIRIT is starting up soon.  Can’t wait for that.  Looks like I’ll be skipping school once a week till the musical, because honestly I just can’t DO it.  I refuse to come in to school covered in fake blood or wearing a sheet around my neck or dressed up like a pie or whatever else they come up with. 

In other news, I’m contemplating getting my nose pierced.  Is this a good idea?  Discuss.  I can’t decide if my nose is right for it.  But I have always wanted to.  I feel like nose piercings have a pretty great potential to be trashy, but I also feel like the rest of me is un-trashy enough that maybe I could pull it off.  I can’t do it till I’m 18 though obviously, because I’m pretty sure my mom would rather cut off one of her limbs than consent to have me do that.  So I have like threeish months to decide.  I have to do SOMETHING to make turning 18 momentous though, especially since I missed out on the election.

I’m taking this customer survey right now on Bahama Breeze’s website, because I went there last night and our waiter Alba literally BEGGED us to go online and give him a good rating so that he can win the video camera in the employee rating competition.  He wants it real bad.  There were practically tears in his eyes when he was telling us about it.  So I figured I would do my part here to help a brotha out in his quest for a CamCorder.

Any. way. I’m going to go look for some lotion for my poor scalded hands.  This entry was chock full of COMPLAINTS, jeez.  Looks like we’re on our way back to the normal Jule Writing Groove.

Currently reading:  The Chosen by Chaim Potok