this has nothing to do with sex

Napolean Dynamite.

Far and away the worst 35 minutes I have spent in 2005 was spent watching that glorified piece of polycarbonate plastic shit. No, the movie was not 35 minutes long, but that was all Melissa and I could stomach. Do I recommend it? Well, I'm not a film critic. But even if I was one, I could not give a good review having only seen a third of the movie. All that said, it was shit.

I still hate my job (refer to previous posts). I have to preface by talking a bit about the snowstorm we endured yesterday. From 8:00 am to 2:00 pm it snowed. And snowed. And continued snowing. I shoveled snow (yes, with a shovel) for like an hour. And that is some back-breaking labor. Afterward, I went to work expecting a slow night. I was right in a way.

Eight servers were scheduled. Five of them, including my darling Melissa, were called and told not to even bother showing up. I was not one of the servers called off. So my section went from 9 tables in one room to 30 tables spread across three rooms. Yeah, I pretty much got my ass kicked. I ran around like a funky monkey for 5 hours or so, made $76. Yay. And I swear to God, my GM Steve listens to and respects me much more now that I've started telling costumers off. A good night, albeit a tiring one. My Melissa took care of me afterward with a nice back massage and some closeness. I want to do such things to her...

I'm at her house right now, so I gotta go and uhh.. ya know, do things to her.