For the first time in history its gonna start raining men
October 27, 2007
That song has been stuck in my head since Thursday because I made a wicked cool dance to it with several members and volunteers from the Rec group. I think it is a very suitable title, so suck it.
Sorry, I am very cranky. My back is still in an ever unholy amount of pain, and I can’t even go to get it checked out - I can’t find my stupid health card. I know where it is - in the black wallet with gray squares - but I don’t know where that is. And I won’t be spending the day sleeping or doing homework, like I should, because McPout needs help setting up for her huge Halloween party tonight.
Lately, I have not had good luck. Reading week has been a horrible time for me. I started it out with getting sat on and then hurting my back more and more each day at work.
Then there was last night. Oh last night. I was supposed to work a 5 hour shift and go home to bed. The person who was scheduled to work the overnight sleep wasn’t able to come in, so they asked me if I could. I figured, why the heck not? Sleep for 7 hours and make 50 bucks, then work for 2 hours and get paid my hourly wage. It’s easy money.
How was I supposed to know that I wouldn’t get to sleep at all really? I didn’t know the damn place is like haunted. How else could you explain the child’s laughter coming from the basement when all residents were sleeping? Or the smell of a funeral home in the overnight sleep room? Or the generally uncomfortable feeling one gets when being anywhere near that area of the house?
So instead, I kept the full time night shift girl company. We shared spooky stories - which didn’t help me get to sleep at all - and she was kind enough to give me information I would actually find useful. Such as what sets off a psychotic resident. You know, stuff that would come in handy. Then around 3:30 in the morning, I finally gave up and went down to the really creepy overnight sleep room. It was that or expose myself to a somewhat dangerous situation. I kept the TV on loud and the lights on. I woke up every hour on the hour and felt totally uncomfortable all night morning long.
Now my mom is coming to pick me up, and then I have to go help McPout set up. I’m going to sleep on the way, sorry McPout! I need it! I really do!
But I’ll leave you all with this wicked picture of the costume:
Ya, and the eye makeup rocked too:
October 27th, 2007 at 2:53 pm
< ![CDATA[Love the costume!
Is there someplace you've gone before that would maybe have your medical card on file?]]>
October 27th, 2007 at 4:48 pm
< ![CDATA[the costume is awesome!
PS:love the nose stud by the way! :)]]>
October 28th, 2007 at 6:40 am
< ![CDATA[I love the costume! The tattered wings are a very nice touch.
Hurry up and get your back checked! Make a forged health card if you have to!]]>
October 28th, 2007 at 8:17 am
< ![CDATA[Great costume! And that's cool that you work somewhere that is haunted.]]>
October 28th, 2007 at 3:33 pm
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and I know, its cool - except for the not getting any sleep part. Its difficult to breath in a room that smells like a funeral home.]]>
October 28th, 2007 at 8:35 pm
< ![CDATA[Good job with the costume. Cuteness!]]>
October 28th, 2007 at 10:23 pm
< ![CDATA[Thanks Vulgar Wizard!]]>