It's friday...let's party
i'm soo glad it's friday. time to ditch work tonight and head to visit my bro and dad for a day. a break from everything is SOO needed:):)
i'm soo glad it's friday. time to ditch work tonight and head to visit my bro and dad for a day. a break from everything is SOO needed:):)
ok. so i decided to take the 'scenic' route home today (which means i went through downtown Chicago) looking for a payless shoe source along my way to bring back the boots i bought recently cause they're a piece of crap and the two days i wore them my feet were cold and wet the ENTIRE day...i finally make it into my neighborhood and i smile to myself that i can actually call it my neighborhood and all of a sudden i see lights flashing behind me and i realize that i'm being pulled over. apparently for not stopping at a stop sign a block from my apartment. WHO EVER STOPS AT STOPSIGNS. i drive All day long and i'm a safe driver and i don't need to get a ticket right in front of my own F-ing house. on top of whatever the hell amount i'm gonna have to pay for the ticket, what happens in this supid state of Illinois is they take your license and mail it back to you "two days later" ...what the hell for, i don't know. but that means that i can't go out tonight with a friend who recently moved into town and a few of her fun friends before they leave again for california. i'm furious. tonight is Fat Tuesday, so lots of people are going to be out so it would've been a really good time. Now i can't get in anywhere without my f-ing picture ID. screw the scenic route and stupid boots and false advertizing and stupid Chicago police who have nothing better to do than piss off perfectly good drivers who don't have money to pay a shit ticket.
"Sing... with your head up
i just returned from taking my dog for a walk, and let me say that taking my dog for a walk is quite something for me. which i know, is sad, but as much as i DO love my puppy, baby, my sweetheart, i usually kind of hope he runs around the courtyard outside my door when i let him out, and count that as a 'walk' which is supposed to make sure his heart keeps beating for the next 8 years. i don't take him for a good walk on days when it's kind of cold out or raining cause i'm lazy and i don't feel like it...
so, Friday was an Insane day...three of my six team members called off from work, which left me and two others to do the work that six usually do. it was draining and exhausting, but good...i took one of my members on a ride to Dunkin Donuts and while driving, he noticed the music i had on in my car...Trouble by Ray LaMontagne. He is a near 300 lb black man who has a history of drug abuse and severe mental illness, but he's really like a teddy bear and is working on being a good family man and remaining stable. since the first day i worked with him, i could tell he feels comfortable talking to me--but not in a weird, inappropriate, transference or sexual kind of way, so it's good. anyway, the 'soul' in Ray LaMontagne was noticed by him and he said a few different times that he enjoyed the music. so, i gave him the CD, as i can just burn another copy, and it was like Christmas day, he was like...'are you serious? i'd love to have the cd'. overall, it was a good visit, and not just because of the music. visits like that are why i like my job. they're not all like that, but when they are...it feels like i'm making a difference, even just a small one. and my sharing of great music is just the icing on the cake...:)
10. when your dog is upset with you about working too much and goes through all your garbage, leaving thrown out left overs and used tissues all over the apartment, no ants come to the crumb-picnic cause THEY"RE ALL DEAD.