Archive for January, 2009

From the fog

Posted in Uncategorized on January 20, 2009 by Shay

So its been a while since I updated. I suppose I should do so since tons has happened. I tired to fly to Kelowna since Wednesday January the 14th. My flights kept getting canceled while I was floating above Kelowna. I got here Saturday night, and went to Dawn’s and we had our get together. Which both Dawn and I were utterly exhausted for. It ended fairly early, I went home at around 12 and chilled in bed reading and such. Sunday Dawn and I went to the mall, I got a shirt and a belt. Josh who happens to work at Spenser’s picked me up while I was on the phone with my mom (whom told me to stop having so much fun while I was talking to her. XD) And I saw Jamie. He works in Randy River. Good times. I went to the school today. It seemed empty being with Jason and Tara. I don’t know what it was but it felt like standing in a room all alone. There was no substance to being with them. After I left them and there was like Dawn, Cam, Danny, Tyler and Becky things felt normal again. Becky and I went to see Hayley at her work and hung out with her during her lunch. Then I went to get Dawn, Cam, Gavin and Nick to go to Dawn’s house to make cake (there are pictures of that on my flickr). Danny showed up later. It has been a hectic couple of days with out sleeping properly. I hate that Shane’s not in the bed with me. Its nice knowing your not alone laying awake at night, you can always turn over and see someone there. Here its like I turn over and see a mound of breathing fur at my feet. I miss Shane. It’s only been 3 days. I am so lame.  I go to my mom’s tomorrow. She wants a family photo so we are doing that and then we will be driving down to her place. I will be getting my hair trimmed while I am there as well. I need it badly.

That’s all I have at the moment I suppose.

I drempt last night…

Posted in A day in the life of..., work on January 2, 2009 by Shay

So I think when I go back to my mom’s I will get a hair cut. I know I want to grow out my hair… Bit the ends are dead, it take too much shampoo and conditioner and it has gotten to the point where it has no volume ’cause its so long. I don’t get it cut super short, just shoulder length or something. And maybe bangs, I dunno yet. I am also very sick of ripping out my hair when I put on my coat, put my bags down, or you know move in general.

My job doesn’t pay me enough to send me home early all the time. I only worked 3 hours today. If I made $20 an hour sure why not. But since I am not making that much at all 3 hours isn’t going to cut it. I think I need to get a job that won’t make me sleep like shit (due to dreaming about it constantly). Its also far to stressful a job. I want a desk job or something. Or something that just pays more. Blaaaahhh.

I think I have a stomach flu or something. I keep getting a tummy ache that causes me to go running towards the washroom. And not to puke. Lame. I apparently talked in my sleep more last night. ” Indeed” and ” No.”

We suck at this don’t we?

Posted in A day in the life of..., work on January 1, 2009 by Shay

So, it seems the shop didn’t even want to be open today. The air compresser started making all these horrendous screeching sounds.. Oh man it was just ungodly. And when the manager goes to see whats up… our air compresser in lamens terms was pretty much dead. This is horrible news because everything that runs off the air compresser will nolonger work. Meaning we can’t do tire pressure, we can’t top up washer fluid, we can’t do major services (i.e. transsmition services, radiator flushes) and we can’t use our oil guns. Well WHY the fuck is the store open after this? Our most used oil is from the guns we have to top up the washer fulid unless asked not to! After 3pm I think it was we had one customer, they left after we said we couldn’t top up their washer fluid, check the tires or do a standard oil package. So for the last few hours we just sat around and talked. It was good stuff.
One of the people from head office was at the shop today. And him and Cassi took Eric, and then later on myself to the back room and went over recommendations with us. Basically they told us to recommend something for a vehicle and then told us a better way of doing it. I had a bit of anxiety doing this on the stop and there for couldn’t finish a sentence.  So they grabbed the book that explains everything and what it does and why it needs to get done. After I got to use that I was better I could spout it all off easy as pie. I am intending to get copy’s of that stuff so I can memorize it all. It will make my life so much easier. Right now I have transmission and differentials down.

I didn’t sleep well last night… from 4am on I kept waking up. I gave up and got up before my alarm. There was just no point to staying in bed. I drempt about work… oddly enough it wasn’t making me frusterated. I was just doing it all so calmly and it was so easy. And I was in a good mood. Apparently I talked in my sleep saying ” We suck at this don’t we.” It made Shane laugh though? Thats a plus. RIGHT!? I wonder what I was dreaming about that made me say that. Maybe work? I say that at work a lot. Or maybe I was dreaming about failing at sleep ’cause Shane and I suck at sleeping. Lawdy do we ever.

I keep getting sick waves. Its stupid. For like the past week I get dizzy or what ever for like 15 minutes to a halfhour. WTF BODY stop failing! Damn thing acts like it has a disease. That or I’m pregant and I am telling myself no. I wonder if I deny it enough if the fetus would just…. go away.