At 1a, I got off my 10 hour shift, fucking tired. Got a case of Vitamin Water from a thankful guest. Carried that shit across the mall & up 3 flights of stairs to get to the car. Met some coworkers at a bar & stayed til last call. Now I'm home. I should be asleep, but I'm wide awake. I've got Beirut on, but I just did a good 15 minutes with my bokken. Can you believe that shit? Now I KNOW I need to sleep, because, as it stands, I've got 5 hours of sleep in front of me. All before a perceivably long day tomorrow. We'll see if I can get to work on time...
I finished World War Z today. I'm only slightly ashamed to admit that I now live in fear of a zombie plague infecting Earth. I wish I was joking. Eric's fueling the fire over IM as we speak. Last night, driving to Anaheim/Yorba Linda for my lessons, I kept looking around and thinking "ok, if it happened right now, what could I do to get safe, ASAP? In your car, you're fucked, because they either get you while you're buckled in, or you starve to death because you can't get out, because zombies are right fucking there, trying to eat your ass. I need to get a sword. A real one. None of this fake stamped crap I already own. I need something that can cleave zombie brains in half (that's the only way to kill 'em, you know). The little bit of sword skill I've learned in Aikido has made me confident in my ability. I found battle-ready katanas online. I like this one. Also, I need to learn how to grow a sustainable garden. I'm gonna have to eat, you know. And, I need a house on stilts. And a gun. With unlimited ammo and night vision.
*'Zack' is, in the book, the military code name for zombies.
By Jeff @ 12:58 AM
I gotta learn that when I hang with certain work people, their issues with certain other people eventually come out in conversation. I should've left when I said I was gonna. I sent a heat-of-the-moment text, too (sober, mind you). Now I'm
upset no, flustered no, agitated. There we go. 2a in the middle of two days off isn't the time to be bombarded with everyone's work shit. This is why I'm an asshole on the clock.
By Jeff @ 2:26 AM
Q: Where did the last five days come from?
Ok, I haven't blogged since Friday. Sorry, loyal fans. A lot's happened since then. We'll see how much I get to.
I went back to work at 5 that afternoon, in a good mood, happy for my sushi & Hellboy. I think I played some guitar hero 2, too. As soon as I stepped across the threshold of my restaurant, I was ready to snap necks. I was so upset over what had transpired earlier that day (apparently), that I was such a fucking asshole for the first hour or so. Everyone pointed out to me that I was "grumpy" or that I "looked annoyed." Well, I was. Everything was setting me off, and there wasn't much I could do about it. I told some of my friends & top servers to watch out. I even had to apologize once or twice to some coworkers. At the end of the night, a long-time friend came by the Z to say hi. We ended up hitting it off. She hipped me to a bunch of new music, including this... gypsy folk band, Beirut. There's so much Eastern European stuff in their music, it's enchanting. I can't stop listening to 'em. I ended up having that day off (much to the chagrin of my coworkers. I heard the place fell apart with one less manager), so I listened to music all day, ate In & Out & watched Oldboy. An intense Korean action movie. I missed some shit during the first viewing, so I've been itching to watch it again.
Jonny came by that afternoon. We went to the Outback, ate & drank beer, then we went to see Mike play in LB. Sunday, I met Jessica & Olivia (friends from work) for lunch. Olivia brought her 3 year old son. Jessica, her white sunglasses. We went to BJs & split a pizza. I took those linked-to pictures on that outing. Had to work that night. Monday, I went to Aikido for the first time in more than a month. Between a back injury, my scrotal malady, & my work schedule, I haven't had time for any Aikido. It was great to start back up again. The guys, for my birthday, got me a bokken. They think I have some ability with the sword. I've been meaning to pick one up, and was so surprised with it yesterday. I didn't have my glasses on, so I had no idea it was coming. I had (good) pho for the first time in a month, too. It was a good day. Work that night was cool. Nothing exciting happened. Thankfully. It wasn't a clusterfuck like last week. Now, it's 210, I have to get up in less than 5 hours for work & I'm damn tired. I think my bourbon is kicking in, too.
By Jeff @ 2:13 AM
Due to a multiple-brain brain lapse, I went to work when I didn't need to. I was even called in early. After 30 minutes on the clock, I was told to go home. Home, I went. The upside? I get 5 hours of rest before I have to go back at 5. As for now? A sweet sushi lunch and my most favorite guilty pleasure, a new Hellboy.
By Jeff @ 1:47 PM
I haven't been a huge proponent of Marvel Comics movies in the last few years (Daredevil, Punisher, Ghost Rider), but I just watched the trailer for Iron Man. So incredible, so intense, it ate up an hour of my laptop battery in 4 minutes. Do yourself a favor.
By Jeff @ 11:09 PM
Today I had to be at work at 745 to do liquor inventory, since I didn't work the night shift last night to do it. I figured I'd be in for like 90 minutes to knock it out, then home to bed before my 3pm shift. I didn't realize I was going to learn to take the liquor order today. I would've eaten breakfast if I had known. I was done at 11. After buying a bagel & trying to go to sleep, I finally managed to around 1215. Back up at 130. Into work at 245 for the 3p monday meeting. We're supposed to be on the watch for our regional manager to come in. My boss' boss. Mondays have been slow lately, with school back in session & everything. So I was just a little nervous since it was the first time my shift has ever been watched over by a higher-up. Well, today we were slammed. SLAMMED. There was a solid two hours that I was cluster-fucked, stuck in the window with a sea of tickets and no floor support. I got through it. Everyone said I did well. I don't know if I agree. The regional showed up right in the middle of it. Right in the crunchiest of crunch times. It was nerve-wracking. He was nice to me. Friendly. Not so much to my boss on the phone afterwards. I'm sure I'll get the lowdown tomorrow. After my nerves settled, I was able to get right down to my paperwork when we closed. Usually I'm done & out by midnight. Tonight I was done by 1115p. Except the cooks were dragged ass tonight. Since I have to wait for them to finish before I can go, I was there til 1215a. Now I'm home. Beer in hand. Getting close to doing my best Towlie impression. The title of this post is how many hours I worked today. Twelve and a half. At least my OT rate is solid. And I'll get a lot of it, with my 9 days in a row, starting wednesday. I've got tomorrow off, then solid work until thursday night. Then two days off.
And with those two days off, I'm thinking of going out of town. Someplace I can drive to in less than 4 hours. Someplace that will cost not-a-lot. Someplace where not doing anything is perfectly acceptable. That rules out Vegas. I'm thinking San Diego or Santa Barbara, but there's got to be something else out there. If anyone has any ideas, I'd love to hear 'em.
By Jeff @ 12:53 AM
It's on about 5a. Just got in from hanging with work people. I'll probably crash the fuck out here in a sec, but I'm not that tired. My brain needs to sleep. My body, however, is ready to play some guitar hero. I won't indulge, because 8 hours of sleep now puts me up at 1p, with work to follow at 330.
By Jeff @ 4:55 AM
You've all seen my little snippet blogs of what I'm reading. I've not really reviewed because when I have the chance, I'm lazy and don't. I'm gonna make this quick. Yiddish Policemen's Union was quite good, though there's one part in the book that rubbed me the wrong way. I'm not sure I want to get into it. It's an issue with deus ex machina. Harry Potter 7 was great, too. Barb & I have been talking about it tonight. We agree it's a good finale. At one point, I thought the story moved VERY slow, then it took off and was enthralling until the end. I've been wanting to reread the last 1/4 or so, in hopes that it'd sink in a little better.
On the docket now is God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater, by Vonnegut. I love it so far. I just wish I had the time to read it with the fervor I read Harry Potter. I'm also hoping to finish Hagakure before my next Amazon shipment comes.
Once that comes, I've got The Coming of Conan, recommended to me by a guy named St. Bastard, who I met at Comic Con. It's the original writing of Robert E. Howard, who was a pretty prolific fantasy writer in his day. He created the Conan character, as well as a ton of other characters. It's his Conan I'm most interested in, tho. Dark Horse's Conan series is one of my top pics whenever I buy comics, and they're amazing stories, based on Howard's original works.
World War Z, an Oral History of the Zombie War, from what I hear, is about the world's fight against the zombie uprising, told in first person accounts. I'll get more in depth after I read it, but it seems incredibly fucking interesting. Written by the same guy who did the Zombie Survival Guide, but this one's no parody.
And to round it all out, The Unfettered Mind: Writings of the Zen Master to the Sword Master. I need more Zen in my life. Plus, I've been a poor Aikidoka lately. It'd be nice to get some fresh perspective on things.
By Jeff @ 2:01 AM