Awake

So I did a week of morning shifts at work. I thought it would such more than the evening shifts. No… no i actually prefer the morning shifts. Why?
I like waking up before everyone. I like the quiet of 5-6 am. There is no sound and the moon is still out shining its self upon the world pretending its the sun. And then when the sun decides its time to peak over the horizon… holy fuck. SO pretty. I always wish I had my camera, always but I have yet to remember to bring the damned thing. And next week the earliest I work next week is 9am. So the sunrise will not be there.

I really don’t care for my job at all. It doesn’t pay enough, you don’t get much choice in hours, the organization of the place is shit and I flat out hate serving people coffee. The only up side is tips (this weeks will suck due to evening shifts and will all be going to my next tattoo or piercing) and its easy as shit after a certain point because no one comes in. Thank god starting October we are only open till 6. ‘Cause after 5 no one comes into the place. Though that means even less hours for a shit ass salary. I applied at Mr Lube, they train you on all the shit you have to do. No experiance needed. And I love changing oil. SO FUN.

I found my rice bread at the Co-Op the other day. I was looking in the completely wrong place before. I also found an apple pie. Terry and I just looked at it for about 2 minutes before grabbing it. So pleased. I also talked to a customer at work about places I could get all kinds of gluten free shit he wrote down the names of the places for me. What a nice guy.

I need to do something today. I don’t know what though. I mean I don’t know anyone to go any where with. I mean I have art to work on. But, other than that when that has been done… what will I do then? I need friends….doooooooh.