Ohhh Yeahhhhh

Last night was Dane Cook, and while he was definitely funny, I don't think I'd pay to see him in such a venue again (that would be the Schottenstein Center, our Basketball/Hockey/Concert venue). It was too big, thus we were too high to really SEE him. I'm glad I went, else I would have been wondering what I had missed out on.

Tonight is work. I'm mildly excited, but I'd just like to get on to serving and getting tips (last week I served several tables independently but my "trainer" got the tips). I can see the value of the training shifts, but I'm getting shortchanged by not being with a certified trainer and going through the manual. Ah well.

This weekend will likely be work, cleaning around the apartment (then going on a cleaning strike), and a little homework. Honestly, relaxing overall.

Another One of Those Days...

I'm being plagued by crappy days this quarter, and I'm at my limit. This morning, I was supposed to work at 9 (we have a brunch buffet at my restaurant). I was nearly finished getting ready and was putting in my contacts. I washed my hands, and must've not gotten all the soap off because when I stuck it to my eyeball there was searing, burning pain. Glorious, I tell you. Since I couldn't open my eye very well, I had to call off work. Ack. Not something I'd like to be doing this early in the game, but such is my life at the moment. I spent the day trying to study through a teary eye, and it's finally better (thank goodness I didn't scratch my eye, since that is much worse). That really set the tone for a less than awesome day. Even a delicious lunch at TGI Friday's, one of my favorite restaurants, couldn't cheer me up. So I've had a general feeling of malaise all day.

And I've just gotten a call from my brother requesting that he spend the night here because the pipes burst in his dorm and ...sewage...or something is cascading down the walls of his room. That's the dorm I lived in freshman through junior years, and it seems like the pipe bursting is happening earlier this year. Yuck.

On a brighter note, I'm going to see my "boyfriend of funny" (I have several "boyfriend(s) of ...") Dane Cook on Wednesday with my brother. I'm excited!