celebrity rehab. oy. i can't look away. i really really really REALLY should look away. but i can't. fascinating. disgusting. train wreck.
i had the day off yesterday which, it turned out, will be my only day off for the next seven days. that's a long run of time on my feet - i'm glad i decided against the pedicure yesterday, one moment of rational thinking. at the last minute i requested next weekend off so ABN and i can head to LA for a couple of days (i know) and i got that time so i really can't complain. in addition it seems that they have cut everyone else's hours (economic hardship) so the fact that i'm still getting so many is really a good thing...right? they must really like me :) and i'm still out everyday by 8 so really...really...it's all good.
i'm thinking of having a little holiday party for my monogram team. i'm not 100% sure yet. i sort of floated the idea by one of the guys and he just giggled (he does that) but i thought it might be fun. i mean. maybe. everyone could bring their partners. if everyone comes it would be 12 but i mean, i'm sure the one other woman wouldn't come so that would be 10. and everyone else has the potential to be fun. with alcohol. and i really want ABN to meet them because he doesn't believe my stories. i sort of want to invite some others too - some that i'm closer to and some that are just so freaking unreal...but that is probably getting a bit ahead of myself.
i'm doing tomato soup and grilled cheese for dinner because it's halloween and that just seems right. and i have to go buy candy because ABN bought candy that no child would want to eat. it's shitty candy that we would probably get egged for giving out. it's ABN candy - dark chocolate bites. in addition to the bitter taste, they are bite size, not snack size and they are in tinfoil wrappers that are not sealed...i wouldn't let my future kid eat that from a stranger - well, i probably would but that doesn't make it right.
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