Ancient Names (part 1) in Every day scata

Lord Huron

6:37 am

Just got up and my shower done. Now sipping on my first cuppa coffee for the day. I’m here because I’m not ready to face the “world” yet.

I don’t know if any of you belong to the “OD Peeps” group on facebook but it was hysterical yesterday. There was this one person who obviously has no memory of how we all got fucked over by Bruce. Pam tried battling out with her and got nowhere. I posted my own thoughts on the deal and she commented on my post. Every comment I gave back was dripping with sarcasm and she just didn’t get it! lol I finally gave up because there is something wrong with that woman. Or maybe it’s Bruce pretending to be some batty lady lol I wouldn’t put it past him.

After the fiasco “over there” yesterday, I’m glad that I plan on writing here, then just posting the same entry over there. I may do the writing prompts over there, though. Just because this is where I can be me. I used to be able to be me at OD but if I ever get comfortable sitting at that table again it will take a long time.

Besides, 99% of my OD friends are now my PB friends, plus I’ve made a lot of new cool friends here. And of course I’m still in touch with almost all of my favorites from OD on facebook. We all did the mad scramble to get emails and facebook info and mailing addresses.

Anyhoo. Time for me to bitch about my wrist.

I don’t know what I’ve done, but it feels just about as bad as it did when I first broke it. oooh! man! I just flexed it and it POPPED! oh that feels a little better! ::sighs in relief::

Do you guys think I’ll actually finish catching up with all of you today? I tried super hard but just didn’t make it. I don’t think I’m doing anything after work. I’ll put on some music and see how far behind I am when I get home.

Time for more coffee.

3:56 pm
Hectic at work today. Well, I mean, it doesn’t take me long to turn over a room anymore, but the guests were slobs this weekend. And wasteful. I threw out a large pizza with just one piece missing. smh Why didn’t they take it with them? Why waste it? ::sigh:: If I was a dare devil I would have taken it home. hmph maybe next time lol

While making the bed in the King room my wrist started screaming, which made me yell out loud. I’m really glad that Chef Michael had left because I yelled pretty damn loud. After that happened I slowed to a snails pace because of the pain. That really sucked because I was going to use that half hour that I was ahead by to catch up on laundry.

Such is life.

I’m horrible, though. For me, Pain = an excuse to buy beer. So I bought beer. I need to fucking stop doing that. I just don’t know how. Yes, I know. Meetings blah blah. Um. No. They don’t work for me. Again, if I had proper pain management I wouldn’t drink. If weed was legal I seriously wouldn’t drink. I never mingled the two together often, and when I did I felt like utter shit.

I better stop typing without the brace on. It’s really starting to hurt.

See ya.