How I Saved Roosevelt?
haha, I never fail to hear that John Phillip Sousa march "The Washington Post" (I think that's the one) played *somewhere* on the 4th of July and all I can think about is that song!
"Are you with the press?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, God! I'm a mess!"
hehehe, Rich will know what I'm talking about (pst, it's the one with Zangara :p).
My Dad marched in the Bristol parade today with what's left of the RI National Guard. Actually, he didn't march-- he got to drive some big truck the whole way, haha.
My day was not overly good because I continued feeling sick. And then I dragged my sorry ass to Brooks for 6 hours to continue being zombie-ish while getting paid for it. Work was not NEARLY as busy as I had expected. In fact I really can't complain because I hardly had to ring any more than usual. Nevertheless, I *really* didn't want to be there by the last hour, but somehow I pulled through.
Apparently I didn't miss much at the get-together last night. They didn't go to Newport at all-- they wound up going to the Cheesecake Factory in Providence instead (dammit! >;0 hehe) My presence would have halted a lot of drama though, because there was this whole big mess over who Chris was going to get a ride with and I guess just a lot of petty bitching went on.
You see Chris made the mistake of dating one of our coworkers awhile ago, and since they broke up on less than stellar terms, getting them to act civilly to one another doesn't always happen. The girl is the one who instigates everything. Even though they're not dating and haven't been for awhile, she gets all pissy if she thinks he's flirting with other girls. She even treated *me* coldly today after she saw me talking to Chris during the beginning of my shift. Hel-lo, that's not a rare occurance! Ugh, and this is why I try to stay uninvolved.
(On a random and kind of amusing note, Chris just finished taking a RI History course at RIC-- and he had to read Brotherly Love *and* parts of Working Class Americanism. I asked who his professor was, but it wasn't Dr. Molloy, haha. I must say that was a O_o moment though!)
Gah, I wish I had more to say, but I really don't have much to report. I *did* have some completely messed up dreams last night. They didn't follow the usual "someone is trying to find me and kill me" pattern, in fact they weren't violent at all. But anyway, some of you all were involved, ::shifty eyes:: hehe. I'd type everything out, but it would take a while. :p
Let's hope this cold or plague or whatever lets up so I can have a better day tomorrow. Jen and I are going out around lunchtime, so I'm sure you'll hear about that.
"Are you with the press?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, God! I'm a mess!"
hehehe, Rich will know what I'm talking about (pst, it's the one with Zangara :p).
My Dad marched in the Bristol parade today with what's left of the RI National Guard. Actually, he didn't march-- he got to drive some big truck the whole way, haha.
My day was not overly good because I continued feeling sick. And then I dragged my sorry ass to Brooks for 6 hours to continue being zombie-ish while getting paid for it. Work was not NEARLY as busy as I had expected. In fact I really can't complain because I hardly had to ring any more than usual. Nevertheless, I *really* didn't want to be there by the last hour, but somehow I pulled through.
Apparently I didn't miss much at the get-together last night. They didn't go to Newport at all-- they wound up going to the Cheesecake Factory in Providence instead (dammit! >;0 hehe) My presence would have halted a lot of drama though, because there was this whole big mess over who Chris was going to get a ride with and I guess just a lot of petty bitching went on.
You see Chris made the mistake of dating one of our coworkers awhile ago, and since they broke up on less than stellar terms, getting them to act civilly to one another doesn't always happen. The girl is the one who instigates everything. Even though they're not dating and haven't been for awhile, she gets all pissy if she thinks he's flirting with other girls. She even treated *me* coldly today after she saw me talking to Chris during the beginning of my shift. Hel-lo, that's not a rare occurance! Ugh, and this is why I try to stay uninvolved.
(On a random and kind of amusing note, Chris just finished taking a RI History course at RIC-- and he had to read Brotherly Love *and* parts of Working Class Americanism. I asked who his professor was, but it wasn't Dr. Molloy, haha. I must say that was a O_o moment though!)
Gah, I wish I had more to say, but I really don't have much to report. I *did* have some completely messed up dreams last night. They didn't follow the usual "someone is trying to find me and kill me" pattern, in fact they weren't violent at all. But anyway, some of you all were involved, ::shifty eyes:: hehe. I'd type everything out, but it would take a while. :p
Let's hope this cold or plague or whatever lets up so I can have a better day tomorrow. Jen and I are going out around lunchtime, so I'm sure you'll hear about that.
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