Home from our Big Gay LA Adventure…

But now I am tired. But I promise details soon! 

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daniel · late afternoon · say it · ping it

Daniel is tired…

I promise to be more interesting tomorrow. 

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daniel · the wee hours · say it · ping it

Boo! T.I.R.E.D.

Really tired. So tired that when I was looking at this article I could have sworn that under ‘De-stress’ number 24 said Get a gun. Sounds like a great way to de-stress, I think. Especially in my line of work. Heh. Apparently it really says to Get some sun, which oddly adds to my stress since earlier the article recommends not tanning. You see the dilemma there?

Anyway, I should be off to start my day…

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daniel · early morning · say it · ping it

Why is it I can wake up from like 12 solid hours of sleep and still manage to feel tired? Just curious.

Love, Daniel

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daniel · late morning · 2 comments · ping it

You know I am tired when I post about plants…
Plants that Twitter when they need to be watered
I know, right? 

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daniel · the wee hours · say it · ping it

How are you toots? I am okay . A bit crazy after my six days of work this week, but what can you do? So here I am in mai cozy bed posting from my phone. It still seems crazy. Blogging from my phone. In bed. I love Apple

So anyhoo, today was fine. It was a normal workday again. Finally. Inventory is OVAH. Thanks ye gawds. Now we can move on to our next major challenge. Srsly. Major challenge. I am tired just thinking about it.

Must sleep…

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daniel · the wee hours · say it · ping it

Did you see that? Did a tumbleweed just blow through? Can’t be. It’s winter! Even here in San Diego! But I do have to admit, it has been quiet in this place. I swear, every time I sit down to chat with you all, or type something interesting I just find that I am too tired. Tired and burnt out. To tell you the truth, no matter how ‘easy’ I claim my December to be, it is always the same as far as mental burnout. Something about the holidays, or winter, or my birthday. Something about the whole thing just makes me tired. Plus I hate this month.

Anyhoo. So yeah. Hi! I missed you all. I am sorry for all the link-tastic content. And the You Tubes. How has your December been? Really, I want to know. Does it kinda suck for the non-retail folk too? It has to. I mean unless you are independently wealthy with a staff of your own, I cannot imagine December to be one of the ‘fun’ months. Like July. I love July! It has to be my favorite! And I don’t even like the heat so much! Well, I like it better than I did. Something about a convertible in San Diego made me see the light on that one. So what else? Why was I here up in your face for today? *thinks* .. Hrm. I dunno. I really don’t have a lot to talk about since I am like 90 percent at work lately. I could tell you stories about that but I think we all know the gist of what goes on… selfish, self-important, slobbish, rude, messy.. you know. You see it when you shop!

So, did you know it’s my birthday tomorrow? Srsly. In like 15 minutes I will have aged one more year, officially. I hate that shit. Oddly enough, this year I had to go in to the DMV for the license renewal bit. New picture and prints, right? Well I went thru the whole procedure. I followed all the steps correctly. What did I get in the mail today? My new Driver License. I look like a bloated lesbian. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. But still. Talk aboot fugly. I am contemplating pretending I never got it for a re-take photo. I am quite sure I do not look like that. And I think the photo is too cropped. You cannot even see my hawt new Levi’s. I look good in those!

But enough about that. I was talking about my birthday. It’s tomorrow. But at work they got it into their head to do a singing thing today. Why? I do not know. It was clearly last minute. I don’t eat cake. They got nachos. Would have been fine, but they got beef on them. I don’t eat beef. Ever. Then it turned out to not be beef nachos but carne asada fries. Basically like a nacho but with fries instead of chips. Ew. Kinda gross. But they sang. I served them the fries I wouldn’t eat. Weird. It was all kinda uncomfortable. I do appreciate the gesture tho. I hate having a December birthday. It sucks more than one would think. Every year. Even my parents couldn’t even get a good birthday gig for me that time of year. And, any gift had holiday wrap. Or comics. What the hell with the comic pages? Cheap much? I’d have rather had holiday wrap. Even as a child.

Turns out there is no plan for tomorrow either. I was originally working all day, 12-9… I told Richard I was moving my shift, but he forgot and assumed I’d just be at work. So he asked me what the plan was!? I think he’s taking me to our usual little Mexican place for dinner, since that is what I told him I expected. At least, anyway. No plan for my birthday! Not even a stand-by! Has this happened to you? So now I am having to wake up for an ugly 7 AM start time, with no reason. No dinner plan. Nada. I wish I had kept my 12-9. At least I could’ve slept in.

I fucking hate December. [/self centerd bitch-fest]

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daniel · the wee hours · 12 comments · ping it

Today I did something really bad. I turned on the forbidden air conditioner. Some of you may know that Richard hates the air conditioning. “It’s too expensive!” He says, or “It won’t stay cool!” Blah blah blah… All I know is that being greeted by a home that is stifling hot is not a way I like to end my day, and after more than a week of dealing with it I snapped. I vacuumed my way upstairs (like I do) to the thermostat and switched it on. I didn’t even think about it actually, until I realized I should make sure that all the windows were closed. Heh. It’s down to a delicious 82 degrees in here!

The best part was when Richard got home. He didn’t wilt or get bitchy like we usually do lately. In fact he became quite animated and chipper! I tried to attribute it to the AC but he denied it. Liar! With his tall tale about some sugar he ate making him hyper…

Whatever. All I know is that I am feeling cool, sipping a glass of wine, and got my feet on my foot massager under the desk. Life is good. 

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daniel · mid-afternoon · 1 comment · ping it

It was a long day at the work. I am a bit tired and moody. It is also very hot. I am sweating.

I am hot, moist, tired, and bitchy. Yuck.

We are also having a very embarrassing problem. I almost don’t want to discuss it. But I have too. It is vexing me. We have bugs up in our house. Or had?

Bugs! Fleas actually. Noticed them about a week and a half ago. Actually they were hard to miss as they were eating me alive. Flea bites are ugly too! Here we are in shorts season and my legs are covered in sores. Anyhoo, we properly freaked out and sprayed in the house and outside as well as chemicaled the cats. Seemed to make them fleas angry and a few survivors sought higher ground, namely my bed. So we freaked out some more. I laundered the sheets on the hottest settings possible, vacuumed everything, sprayed everything, and vacuumed again. We wondered where they were coming from… The cats? The outside? work? Couldn’t figure it out. Just as well, as it seemed to have passed. Until tonight. I felt something on my leg, looked down, and saw a flea. Dammit! I have no new bites, thank gawd.

So here I go spraying some more poison about the office. Richard thinks they are pretty much confined to this area right now. I, however, am pretty sure they might come home on my socks from work. Or Richard’s. Or both. We work with the filthy public all day in an enclosed carpeted place. I know that I have seen fleas at work. The brazen little things were on the top of a frequently used desk. Bastards! The bugs hop onboard and commute home with us to their doom. This house has to be pretty toxic to a variety of insects at this point.

Ew. I have to go shower now. And seep. I go back into my bug-infested place of employment at oh five hundred hours yo. (Is that 5 AM? I meant 5 AM...) I am wearing the OFF instead of cologne tomorrow. 

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daniel · evening · say it · ping it

I am soo tired. I think you can hear it in my voice. However, if you make it to the end, there’s a treat! Yum! Otherwise, just checking in yo.

Oh, and Richard locked himself out of the house!!!! LOL!

EDIT: If you like the song at the end there, you’ll love it on the YouTube! Link. 

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daniel · early evening · 6 comments · ping it