I Want Pizza For Lunch

The day after my triple-hell day, I had to work at 5 pm. I got home from my brother's place at 12:30ish pm. I blogged, showered, ate and took a nap 'cause I was still exhausted. I woke up at 5 pm and I was all "Shitshitshitshitshit!" I called the cruise manager and let her know that I'd be there in 30 minutes. When I got there, I was all frazzled and I just couldn't slow down to take a breather. My bar manager came to talk to me and understood why I was upset the other night - it was my breaking point and the rudeness just did it. At the end of the cruise, my boss boss came to talk to me. He said that he would talk to the cruise manager because he shouldn't be talking to any of his staff that way in the first place. Honestly, I'm glad my episode wasn't an overreaction and that I had the right to feel that way.

Yesterday, I had a quaint cruise for a 60th birthday on our yacht. It's the only boat that's ever made me queasy enough to feel nauseous. Then again, the cruise was well worth it when they handed each of us - captain, first mate, cruise manager and me - a $100 bill each for a job well done.

I got home at 7 pm and took a shower. I missed feeling clean. I was so exhausted but I didn't skip dinner 'cause we had company. I ended up falling asleep on the couch after dinner and my mom made me go to the basement. I woke up around 9:30 am this morning because of my small bladder. Today's my day off and I'm so glad because I really needed it.

Last night, Angie and I talked about a really awesome trip to California in September. Our plan was to go to the Street Scene festival in San Diego. We would probably go a week or two before and go to San Francisco and roadtrip it down through Los Angeles and Long Beach, hitting all the major attractions along the way. That is, if we can find a rental car company that allows 21 year olds to rent their car without a ridiculous underage fee. We thought of driving down from Seattle, but it might be too expensive and we'd have to take an extra long trip which I probably couldn't do. But if this trip happens, I would majorly pee my pants.