It feels like a bad rerun of my adolescent years. Once again, the place I am stuck in every day is making my ears buzz with gossip and bullshit. Once again, I have to deal with a bunch of people who think they are better than you for God knows what reason. It's been so long since I have felt like everyone stops talking when I approach. I wish I was one of those people who could just let it in one ear and out the other. I wish I was one of those people who didn't give a fuck what people were saying about me. I wish I didn't get in my car and cry after a day like this. I freaked out when I first found out Kendra was telling people that I am a tip thief, but I soon felt like people didn't take it seriously. Until today, when Bobby asks me if I cleaned table 214 and them automatically assumes I must have stolen his tip. Maybe it's just me, but when I go to get my tip off my table and there is nothing there, I assume I got stiffed. I don't automatically blame my coworkers for stealing my hard-earned money.

I know what kind of a person I am. The people who really know me, know what kind of a person I am. It's nice to know that there are so many people who think that me "stealing tips" is absolutely ridiculous, but it'd be nicer if they were the ones I had to work with every day.

Went online last night and sent in a request to reserve a cabin in Hocking Hills for Kyle and I's 2 year anniversary in June. It's all wood, wood floors, wood walls, wood ceilings. There is a hot tub and fireplace. We are going to spend an extra $120 for a couples massage, where they send the massage therapists to our cabin and we get an hour long massage with music and candles. :) I am personally going to throw in $50 more and get a spa facial. I've never had one, so it is time for me to find out what being a girl is all about.

I'm getting ahead of myself, though. First they have to e-mail me and tell me that I can have it. :)

Going to Columbus for Julie's birthday tonight.
Dinner at Buca di Beppo and then Larry rented a limo for her from 10 PM to 3 AM.
I never get to go out on the town, and I want to look great.
Unfortunately, my face is broken out, I have gained weight, and I don't know what the fuck I am going to wear.
I hate these days...

So here in ole Nerk, OH, we have gotten quite a bit of snow. I worked 1 1/2 hours yesterday and called in today to ask if I should even take the time to get out of bed and unbury my car, and the manager told me to just stay home.

Because of this snow situation, we decided to venture out for some liquor and had some friends over for a slumber party. :) A bottle of Jack and a bottle of vodka later, and no snow could have kept us cold inside. Played some Skip-Bo and Clue, and Brian and Kyle ran outside barefoot and tackled some poor snow man to his death. All in all, it was a very good night. When we woke up this morning, they ventured to the gas station and came back with breakfast fixin's, and Kyle made the five of us an awesome hangover breakfast. I was the only one who had to work this morning, and somehow it all got turned around so I am the only one who didn't have to work at all today! :) :) :)

Anyway, obviously there is a more important reason for this entry. During the course of this very drunken night, Kyle was sitting beside me across from April and Tosha with his arm around me, and he looked at me and told my best friends, "I'm going to marry this girl someday." <3 <3 <3

I'm glad the both of us are on the same page.

Sitting here in my funeral clothes, waiting on Kyle's dad to get here from VA.
My Uncle Punky died on Wednesday of lung cancer.
It's crazy to think about how my aunt must feel.
After so many years of marriage, to wake up one morning and have to face the emptiness of having no one to chatter with while doing your morning routine.
No one to make coffee or breakfast for, no one to talk to about trivial little things.
But it's the trivial little things that matter the most when they are gone.

But onto the lighter of these two subjects.
Kyle's dad and stepmom are visiting from Virginia this weekend.
Kyle and I found out about this yesterday, and they are staying with us.
You've gotta love how they always give so much notice.
I hate not being able to get high before bed in my own house.
We are going to have dinner at Tumbleweed, and after that I have no idea what's happening.
Kyle's little brother, Tyler, is staying for just tonight, and his dad and stepmom are staying through Sunday night.
I already can't wait to have my home back.

For the last two years, I have had the most pathetisad Christmas tree ever.
Like the Charlie Brown Christmas tree, when you put the star on top, the whole thing bends over.
So my mom told me that her friend had a Christmas tree I could have this year, and I was super stoked to decorate it.
I even made little snowmen and reindeer out of popsicle sticks to hang on it.
Then yesterday, she dashes my hopes and tells me her friend doesn't have it anymore.
And I tried to keep a positive outlook, and just said we would borrow their tree stand and get a real tree.
Then she tells me today that they don't have a tree stand anymore.
So now I'm back to my sad retard tree.
I should have known better than to get excited over something that wasn't written in stone.
Every time I am stoked for something to happen, it doesn't end up happening.
And I've got the night off, and Kyle has to work, all my friends are either working or don't want to hang out.
Why the fuck is it that every time I have a night off, everyone is busy?
I don't care if I sound like a Scrooge.
It's time to puff the magic dragon.

There's nothing like Thanksgiving for feeling awkward and out of place in a room full of people you've known your entire life.
My aunt told everyone dinner was at 2 when it was actually at 4 so that we would all be forced to sit around and talk to each other.
Got dissed on by someone I'm not even related to because I bought all big paper plates because they were on sale.
I spent $15 on plates, cups, napkins, and silverware as it was.
I could have made mashed potatoes for less than $10.
And they would have been better than the instant mashed potato shit they had.

I am thankful that the annoying part is over with and I can spend the rest of Thanksgiving on the couch watching rental movies with Kyle.
Time for a glass of wine. :)

Today is a successful day.
I have brownies, bong hits, and lots of recorded Steve Wilkos.
No work.
I went today and got my Halloween costume.
I am going to be the sexiest cop you ever saw.
And that is about all the update I have to give.
Here is a little party anecdote:


So last week, we had a party for Rachel's 21st.
Our non-pothead friends Zakk and Tiffany showed up.
We were smoking out of Brian's hookah, and it was only filled with tobacco at the time, so I told Zakk to smoke some.
Well, later that night, somebody added some green into the mix.
He still kept toking on it thinking all was well.
He asks Brian if there is weed in there, and is told yes.
To which he responds, "I wondered why I was so fucking hungry!"
Classic.
You might have had to have been there.

G'day mates. It's time for an update on the life of Mackenzie. Take my hand and I'll take you on a magical journey.

The new job is going well, although I am definitely not making as much money as at Red Lobster. The servers at BW3s all say it is going to get busier very soon. And I work Saturday night and Sunday night, which are both expected to be pretty busy. The hours are kind of a drag; Monday-Thursday they close at 1 AM, Friday & Saturday at 2, and Sunday at midnight. But surprisingly, the time goes by much faster than you would think. I'm starting to get more comfortable with the people and whatnot. Last night, I was there from 5:15 until about 10 and only made $19. HOWEVER, someone did leave their pink Power Ranger doll. So at the end of the night, when I had to write down my earnings for the night, I claimed $19 and the Pink Ranger. I wasn't even mad that I hadn't made any money.

Other than that, there hasn't been a whole lot going on. Just enjoying the time off school before it starts on the 23rd. My computer started acting all crazy and I had to take it to the Geek Squad to get it fixed. I paid over $300 for some Geek Squad insurance when I bought my laptop, and when I took it in they said that warranty didn't cover viruses and I had to pay $140 to get it fixed. The only thing that was wrong with it was it was randomly shutting itself down, saying it had to shut itself down to protect itself. After I took it in, the guy tells me my Internet is running very slow and they wanted me to pay more for them to fix that, too. I disregarded it, because the Internet had never really been very slow at all, and I told the guy I would just take it home. The Internet never had had any problems before, and now that I picked it up from their geeky asses it takes forever to load and half the time the browsers don't load the web pages I need. Fuck the Geek Squad, man.

Tonight, a bunch of us are all going out to dinner at the Lobster. We'll be meeting our friends Braulio and Rachel and Stefania and Jeremy. Then after that, Rach is bringing over the stuff for mojitos and we are playing Scrabble. Kyle is at work right now, and I am laying on the couch hoping this acid reflux shit passes quickly so I can get to cleaning the place up for later. I think Kyle and I are going to visit my parents before we go out to dinner, too. I was planning on going over there after we ate, but I did not know that everyone was coming over right after we were done. I kind of feel like a shitty daughter because I haven't talked to them much lately. And definitely a shitty sister, because I know my dude Eli loves it when I come to visit.

And with all this said, I bid you adieu.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you - you're cool - and fuck you, I'M OUT!
How do you like them fucking apples?
You are now speaking to your newest addition to the BW3's serving staff.
Fuck crab legs and endless shrimp and Muzak.
Fuck your stupid five-minute-long introduction speech.
Fuck your retarded ass crooked policies and your dumbass managers.
FUCK YOU.
I am fucking free.
Finally.

The job search continues today.
Right now I'm trying to waste time before I go.
Kyle is at work; they scheduled him to work mostly days this week and I work all nights.
Steve, the boss of bosses of Red Lobster, was supposed to review the information regarding my situation on Monday and call me back Tuesday before noon, but I still have yet to hear from him.
Which is just more proof of how much Red Lobster sucks.
Next week, I am driving up to Columbus and applying at pretty much every restaurant they have at Easton.
I was really avoiding having to drive that far, but the money would be worth it and I am really starting to run out of options.
My goal is to have a new job by the time September rolls around.
Until then, I guess I will continue going to work at Red Lobster and hating my job with the fire of a thousand suns.
Leaving in five minutes.
Wish me luck.
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Update on the job hunting extravaganza.
Went to Texas Roadhouse and the dude who interviewed me was super cool, but finished the interview by telling me they did not need servers.
So I drove my rejected ass to BW3's.
This dude that I worked with when I started at Red Lobster is the manager over there.
He came up to me and asked what I was doing there and I explained the Red Lobster situation.
It's always good to have a former Red Lobsteree as the manager; he knows all about Red Lobster's bullshit just as much as I do.
He told me that he will get me a job there and to come in at 2 on Monday for an interview.
Yay. :)

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