Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Two years.
I sleep for hours and then wake up fucking exhausted. I don't know if it is because I am fighting off an illness, or if I am not breathing in the middle of the night, or if I am just an out of shape, lazy, fat bastard. It could be a combination. But I will tell you what, working in a casino don't help.
All the air is stale and recycled and you know that because of the smoking in the casino the air that is pumped around has to have toxins in it. I know I get to work and there is a smell in the air. Whether it is from the stuff they use to clean the carpets, the cooking food, the general reprocessed air; I don't know. I just know that sometimes I get outside into the fresh air and cough, like my lungs are trying to empty themselves of the shit.
But on a good note I did just reach two years at my job today. If history shows anything, I should be fired or quit within a year. I can't believe it went by so quick. It is one of those things where I never expected to get the job that I have (kinda fell ass backwards into it) and to be honest I don't mind it all that much. I would like to get paid more but I am not asked to do anything that is outside of my abilities and I get to drink coffee at my desk. I play my music on the computer, I can email my honey, I can talk on the phone when I want. So it is not really, in the vast expanse of jobs that bad a place. As long as the air isn't making me get lung cancer and I did say that I could use more money, right?
I was going to write some random thoughts here about some shit going on in the world but then I got hungry and decided to make some scrambled eggs. They were quite delicious by the way. The secret to good eggs is to have a pan that hot enough so that the eggs don't stick but not too hot to burn. It is very precise. Also, don't fuck with them too much. Let the pan cook the eggs, you don't have to fiddle with them. Let them cook. The only downside to my eggs was that I had no cheese. That was sad. But I will have to go shopping on my day off and get some. Everything goes better with the cheese, right? Laterzzz...
