dear god, I'm boring!

I want out.
I don't want to work anymore. I don't want to have one job, let alone 2. A HUGE part of the reason I decided to go back to school full time in the spring is so that I don't have to work.

I feel like being lazy and not doing anything. I have been working two jobs since June and well Let's just say I can't really do it for very much longer. I'm always exhausted, cranky and have no time to go out and have fun because OH... I have to be up at 6 or 7 in the morning and work 13 hour days. WELL FUCK YOU WORK! I'm just not going to care anymore. Maybe I'll get fired?! One can only hope.

Just now my boss from job #1 at the financial planning company just asked if could pick up 5 more hours a week. I said yes. I'm a slave to money, because ultimately I'm a slave to spending the money!!!

I must be insane, but really I never have any days off anyhow so you know, what the hell would it matter if I picked up 5 more hours a week?

My weekend wrap up... Friday I went out with 2 of the roomies Leslie and Bunny to this house party in the east bay. THE LAMEST PARTY EVER! I knew right then that my mom had been right about me all along. I'm a snob. I walked in, scanned the place and did an about face and walked out and thus proceeded to convince the others to leave, let me go home, whatever. I just didn't want to have to associate with THOSE people. They made me stay :( But not all was lost because we kept to ourselves, and found a pool table and darts in the garage. I kick ass at pool. I'm kind of what people like to call a hustler, a shark, whatever >:) Too bad I scratched and missed the 8 ball at the end of it all, but my roommates don't know anything about official pool rules so it didn't matter. I never played darts before but I'm not half bad. I even got a bulls eye. We had a decent time by ourselves and then we stole a rubber ducky from the house on our way back home. YOU HAVE TO STEAL SOMETHING FROM THE PARTY IF IT SUCKED... well you don't have to, but we're dirty klepto's.

I got 2 hours of sleep before having to be at work. The next 2 nigts sucked. Saturday night I went to bed around 8am and woke up at 6am for work shitty, and on a Saturday too. See rant above. Sunday night I watched Bubba Ho-Tep with the other roomie Parker and then went to bed. OH damn, exciting weekend. But honestly there wasn't much going on. There was this thing on Saturday called the Love Parade going on in SF. I know what you're thinking, "Isn't that in Germany?" and why yes, yes it is but for some reason these stupid raver fucks decided to recreate it here and for reasons we as man have yet to understand. I can't believe that shit is still going on. The only thing going on in this city were raves and psuedo raves so I didn't mind staying in.

Last night after a very long day of work I came home, got really high and played N.E.S. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and DuckTales 2 video game before Leslie and I decided we sucked and that our fingers were getting too sore, our video game skills were sucking ass. We resorted to checkers. But this motherfucker right here is a master at playing checkers and games like it. She thought she was winning, she had 6 kings and I only had 3 but who won? ME! I'm super competative when it comes to playing games. But I'm amusing too. I like to make people laugh. We really wanted to play Cranium, but no one ever wants to play with us. Probably because they fear us. We're all sorts of awesome as a team and have won every game we've played against others. But it was not to be, as we were the only one's awake. Poptarts, Butterfingers and a cigarette later it was time for bed.

This week is a busy week for going out. Tonight is Shutter, Thursday night is Red Square and Friday night is ID.