Bunny Foo Foo

Woke up to the sounds of thunder and rain and thus did nothing until it was time to go to work; finally made a floor set at Aero. 11 hours later, I left. With no break from work or the disturbing banter of younger girls I was happy to be leaving. But not happy to step in a big puddle. Or to hit every possible red light on my journey home. Despite it all, I was pleasantly surprised to see a little bunny perched in my driveway when I pulled in. And so close! I didn't get a great photo, but that bunny sat there for a while. So cute. Made my night!

I want to be a filthy punk too

I started this on Friday night and finally finished it tonight. It doesn't look very complicated, but the leaves took a lot of time to do. But yeah, this is the sort of things that come out of my own imagination rather than some Disney animator's. I can't seem to get myself away from drawing robots all the time. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I don't want pigeon hole myself! I have more inside of me than just a bunch of robots! ...Probably not much else, though.

And if you're wondering why I didn't post anything yesterday, I was actually working (Aero floorset last night). I have the cuts, bruises, and sore shoulders to prove it!

Love will catch us everytime

Too much photoshop? Hm. Probably. Oh well. I have more to update about, but I'm tired so I'll do that later. Laundry takes all of my will to live out of me. Floor set at Aero, which I was originally told was tomorrow, isn't until the 19th. Bonus for my leisure time; bogus for my bank account! Sweet dreams, blogmites!

I like sunlight

I sort of don't work at Aeropostale anymore and I am in the possession of a 3 year old Gardenia Bonsai. How are these two things related? They aren't. They just happened on the same day and were both note worthy; despite the confusion this little bonsai created. If I was still filled with Aero stress, I might not have been able to handle it! Perfect timing!

Let's get tropical!

Accumulation. This is a word that I do not like. It never means anything good to me. "Snow accumulation is little to none" or "you have accumulated millions of dollars this year" never come my way. Always the other way around. It's total balls. What I do like on the other hand? Having completed my second to last day of work!

Hoo-ha!




ps. too brilliant to pass up!

I've got sunshine in my life

Before leaving for work this morning, I popped on my trusty brass knuckles. Because, as lame as it sounds, I wear them when I feel I need to be a little tougher (clearly only tough people wear necklaces with knucks on them... Ha!). When we played shows in Philly, I wore them. It's a psychological thing. Some people wear red for empowerment. I wear brass knuckles. Considering the scenes I have seen and heard about from other people who have quit, I thought I might need them today. I was wrong. Ironically, my store manager was in rare form. He was friendly. Apologetic, even. But that didn't deter me from what needed to be done. To my surprise, he said he would miss me. That I was a good work that always did what I was told and that this news "sucked!" In the light of his kind words, I decided to take the high road and not mention the fact that he was partially responsible for my departure. And better yet, he's going to have me on the schedule for next week, which means I can get my "fifties" for February! I can't afford anything, but I'm taking my last perks and running! So, all in all, I guess I didn't need my knucks today. Then again, maybe he was just nice because he was seriously intimidated by my Sasha Fierceness. Oh yeah, I bet that was it. If he liked it than he shoulda put a raise on it!

ps. gah! (thanks jmc!)

We're willing to extend a hand if you're willing to unclench your fist

Today I went out with my mother to run errands and to get what will most likely be my last "fifties" from Aero. For those that are not "in the know", fifties are the once-a-month discount of 50%. You can get two tops, two bottoms, and two accessories for 50% off rather than the everyday discount of 30%. It's a nice deal. I've definitely benefited from that quite often. Be that as it may, on Tuesday when I go in I'm going to be putting in my two week notice. It's highly unlikely that I'll actually be given the opportunity to work two more weeks, but I don't really care. When you lay down the pros and cons, there's a lot of reasons to quit and the discount remains the only reason to stay. And even that isn't that great of a draw since I have absolutely no room in my closet or drawers for anymore clothing! Didn't stop me from getting a few things, though. Felt rather good to be stepping towards the end of Aero! And check out my sweet nails! I got these cheap little stick on nails with stars on them. They're for little girls. Apparently my fingers are so tiny I can wear stick on nails made by a company called "Little Fing'rs". They don't make stick on nails this cute for real women! Oh the perks of having tiny hands!

You can get a whole bunch of Mums

I had my first day back to work today. It wasn't too terrible, but I still want to quit. Hours have been cut to the bone so it's one-on-one coverage, which means an associate and a manager. Even though that leaves me to run all over the store to get things for the manager, it's still boring. I didn't work a lot of hours today, but it dragged on. It was nice to be told at 2:01 to clock out. I assumed I would have to finish my task before leaving, but hours are so slim I had to leave right away! I don't hate on that! What I do hate on is my lungs. On the trip up from Florida, we stopped in North Carolina to rest because I was getting a headache. That was nothing compared to the horrible asthma attack that I endured at 3am that night for two hours. Since then, my lungs have been weird. I've had to use my inhaler a lot and today I've started coughing. It doesn't sound good. I fear I'm probably developing bronchitis. That is poop! My lungs are clearly revolting against this cold weather. Florida spoiled them. I'm going to leave. And if I wasn't afraid of flying, I'd be helping with aerial postal service in Queensland, Australia! Damn my plane phobia!!