Overheard Conversations

At Barnes and Noble today there were these two OBNOXIOUSLY gay boys looking through magazines. Don't get me wrong...I love my gays. But these boys were like 16 and very over the top...

Anyway, they were flipping through Vogue and this one boy says "OOO...He looks like a young Hitler..." which prompts the other boy to look and agree. There was a pause and the first boy says "Hitler was fine...I don't care who he killed. I'd hit that..."

No joke.

Just thought I'd share.

...and this is why I love her

Me and Dr. Prince of Darkness (or is it Dr. Prince of Darkness and I...she'll probably correct me...) went to Thai Garden this evening. And while we talked about many things, she will never live this down.

Waiter comes to table to take order
Me: I'll have the #38 with Chicken and Extra White Rice
Caroline: What is "Extra White Rice"?
Me: It's more white rice
All: Laughter

I guess she thought that I meant like the rice was more white or it was a special kind of rice...anyway, it was HIGHlarious.

And that is why I love her...

(She wanted me to post this btw...)

A quick, before bed post

Today was a good day. Not great. Not shitty. Good.

I was actually running EARLY this morning. It was a wonderful thing.

I got to work and saw that I was off Saturday. YAY!

Jason is going to be in Destin this weekend. He leaves tomorrow morning and is coming back Saturday. It's the first time HE'S left and gone somewhere. Needless to say, I am emotional. I hate my days and nights without him. I feel like I'm half gone. I'm going to fill the time with Leslie night and I'm going to hit up Dr. Prince of Darkness and see if she wants to do dinner...or something.

I accidentally poked Chaplin (one of our cats) in the eye with my "Harvey" script and when he acted hurt...I cried. For like 5 minutes. See...emotional. (The cat's ok...in case you were wondering)

I had a Liz night last night...it was wonderful. Rosie's. Tasty Margarita. Crashing "Harvey" rehearsal. We know how to party. I miss my Liz nights...before boys got in the way.

Today at work, my last table of the day, I had 2 ladies who I knew were going to be bitches from the get go. Quick needed information- Our chicken salad is a sweet chicken salad. No black pepper. No salt. It's sweet- like eat with fruit sweet. So this lady wants a slice of Swiss cheese melted on her chicken salad crossiant...EWWW. Well, we don't do that. We serve things as they come. We usually don't toast or smother or melt. I say that VERY politely to this wench and her fat ass bitchy friend says "Don't you know how to use a microwave?". Bitch please...
I wanted to choke a bitch.

Moving on...CONGRATS to Jo and Jeff. YAY!!!!!

That's it. Nothing interesting. Just thought I'd post.

Meth heads or Rednecks?

Today was a great day.

Aside from the waking up at 5:45am to work 7:30am breakfast...everything else was wonderful.

Work this morning was amazing. Easy. Not stressful. Out by 10am. Not a usual Saturday morning breakfast. THANK GOD.

I left work at 10am, came home, showered, and went out with Jean (the Mother in Law). We braved the Lacey Springs WalMart to get some baby Shower gifts for Cat...the pregnant girl I work with. It was great to see her walking so well without a cane or walker after her surgery. I am so proud of her. And it was great to see her light up around the baby section. I've always wanted a boy, but I hope that J and I have a girl, just for her. She only had boys so a girl for her would be a joy. Anyway, we went to lunch...Of course. I just love work so much, I can't leave it. The food was great...as always. I had a great time.

After that, a few ladies from work met at Rosie's for Margaritas. A few of them flaked but Deb and Deanna and her adorable son, Gage, came. Good food. Good people. GREAT Margaritas.

I came home and J and I went over to the parents in law for dinner. Little Cesears (blech) but we sat around, got comfy, and watched Borat. HILARIOUS.

It was an all around good day. I don't have to work again until Tuesday and that's the first weekend I have had since I've started work in February. I've needed a vacay.

Tomorrow, "Harvey" production meeting, breakfast at Waffle House with Jason??? (he doesn't know that part yet?), and maybe the pool???

OH...really excited about the new bras I bought today...Hope they work out. I've needed new ones. My poor boobies.

And I saw Ashlee Simpson's wedding pictures in People magazine....I think I like her "Alice in Wonderland" theme...except replace her red and black roses with my yellow. Thoughts???

Have a safe Memorial Weekend.
Don't drink and drive....Seriously.

Worst Christmas Ever

So, as I said yesterday, there was supposed to be some life changing news in the Musto-Graham household today. News received. Not so life changing. Looks as if things will stay as they have been, until July 21st. Well, not exactly as they have been, but not all that different. Point is...Jason is still unhappy, I can't fix it, the state of Alabama sucks my cock.

Work today was BUSY. Whole bunch of soccer mom bitches dragging their kids to a NOT KID FRIENDLY restaurant since they got out of school early today. Served a whole lot of mashed up Peanut Butter and Jelly and Grilled Cheese which comes with chips to crunch on the floor and raisins to float in your Coke. I made 62.00 bucks today which is abnormal for the section I was in. I've had 4 really great money making days in a row. Maybe things are picking up????
With great money comes hassles. "Mo Money Mo Problems"- Biggie said it best. Summer classes start next Thursday (29th). I am taking one. 8-10am. So I can work Tuesday/Thursday lunch. Long story short- I feel like my school is not important to these people. I am scheduled to work Tuesday/Thursday breakfast. I can't. I skipped class once to come into work for them and now I think that was a terrible choice. I showed them that I do not think school is important, and that is so wrong. I may need to be scouting for another job...just in case.

Other than that- I had a great nap today. I needed it. I am going shopping tonight for Erin's Graduation gift. I'm going to miss her when she leaves. The other Dogboxes won't be the same.

I leave you with this...Enjoy!

For my Fans...

I got a very good response from my mini saga documented on Facebook so I've decided to start a blog.

Today...work. This week starts my work every day (6 days a week) summer term. So far, I'm doing ok but then again...it's only Wednesday.

This week has been good so far. I am feeling much better. Still can't hear out of my right ear but it doesn't hurt and I think the Z Pack worked.

I had "Harvey" rehearsal Monday night. It's going really well. It's going to be an easy, no stress show for me. Already off book.

Also had PRC this week. I am excited to start reading/listening to the plays I have for this week.
I think its going to be a good year...

Sunday, I had my first production meeting for "The Book of Liz". I still can't believe that people believe in my enough to let me direct and let me direct them. I could not have asked for a better/more supportive group of people. I think it's going to be a wonderful show.

There could be some potentially LIFE CHANGING news brought to the Musto-Graham household tomorrow so it's like Christmas Eve around here. When we find out, trust me....I'll blog.

I finished my first Lesson packet for the Medical Transcription training I am doing. It's getting much harder than I thought BUT I think I'm getting some great training which means maybe a great job where I can work from home???? Maybe???

That's about it for now.
If anything else comes up, I'll let you know.

-Sam

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"I give up! Jesus, you are NOW invited..."

Wednesday, May 14, 2008 at 2:43pm

So..Jesus hates me.
I didn't sleep at all last night...why? No, not because of my ribs (which even after work today, feel ok...) because by right ear felt like it was being stabbed inside by tiny angry woodland creatures.

At 5:30am I wake up Jason and tell him I need the credit card so I can go and see a Dr. (This is after a very tearful phone call to my mother which I believe freaked her out...really bad)

I get dressed and ready for work by 6:30 and leave the house at 7am. Hoping to find a walk in clinic open I can go to before I have to be at work at 10am.

I find one open at 8am. I go get some Krystal's for breakfast and at 8am I go inside. After an HOUR of waiting in my car experiencing some insane pain in my inner ear..."We don't accept your insurance here". I cry. Middle of the waiting room. Sobbing.

I move on.

I find somewhere that takes my ghetto insurance and...drum roll please...I have a severe (her words, not mine) ear infection that was brought on my a severe (again, her words, not mine) sinus infection.

They give me the option of getting that wonderful shot in your butt. The one with the steroids and antibiotics and heroin. I said Yes please. I'll need EVERYTHING to get through the day.

I arrive at work to bosses who treated me like shit all day. Falling was not my intention. I would have preferred to not look like an ogre for 3-4 days. The pain was NOT WORTH the time I had off. I would have loved to work. But they were so cold to me today...and I'm over it. I won't leave because the money is great, I cannot beat the hours and the customers (for the most part) are wonderful.

I get through the day...I swear I looked like a crack head in need of a fix. The yellow face. Bloodshot eyes. Flop sweat. Hot...right?

I go and get my prescription filled...110.00...FUCK THAT. I ask the lady: "How much for the ZPack, that's all I really need?"..."30.00"..."I'll take it!".

After this awful day...I arrive home to a clean house (I love the wonderful handsome amazing perfect man of mine...) and FLOWERS! I love Erin Johnson. And I also received a great email from Caroline. I have wonderful friends.

So now, Jesus, I hope you are listening. I cannot take any MORE...NO MORE. And I believe I know why you are doing this to me...

The invitation is in the mail. October 30th 2009. The colors are black and yellow. I'll let you know where we are registered. It's not a formal occasion. Come and enjoy the open bar and maybe score us some free wine. You are now invited, so please, no more plagues upon this house of mine.

Thank you.