Hey hey party people. It’s ya boy. Posting in the early afternoon, because work. I’m home now, and managed to miss the grocery delivery, as it was late, but it gave me some to to hit up the auto parts store for rotors and pads for the Hot Mess Express. Hopefully they also ordered the oil filter too. So those parts will he here soonish. Possibly tomorrow.

So I got a shirt yesterday that wasn’t supposed to be here until early July. The shit that’s supposed to be here in June, is taking its time. Since the Canadian postal service doesn’t feel the need to be open 6 days a week like the US, I figure that package will be here probably on Monday or Tuesday.

I gotta work tomorrow. I know everything will be fine, but I’m still worried, and nervous. I know what needs to be done, and I know how to do it. Saturdays are always a wild card. The last time I worked one, it was pretty dead (because we had three people). This weekend, I think will be a lot more crazy. I’ll go in early to take my time opening. Then I’ll just hold on for dear life. I only have one other guy there, and he only works Saturdays, and doesn’t know the register. So I’ll be on the register all day.

Pray for me.

Tonight is date night. And, I’m going to try not to nap this afternoon. I want to pass the fuck out tonight, and wake up all refreshed and ready for the day. Fingers crossed. Since I ordered the parts for the Hot Mess, we’ll only be able to afford one dinner tonight. Crystal can eat, and I’ll see if the cook will be nice enough to cook me one chicken wing, and two fries.

Good times. By hey, it’s Friyay!