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[jianantonic]

Last night sucked. It all started with work. I went in for my piece of cake 3-9 shift. I saw that we had a total of 0 scheduled arrivals. Easy day. Then Olga called in sick, so Jan asked me to stay to 11 with Wanda. I regretfully agreed. The money wouldn't hurt. But then around 5pm I started getting a really bad stomach ache. Not poopie, not hunger, not crampy - it could only mean one thing. I was stockpiling farts. Cady, you'll get a kick out of what happened next, since apparently you've seen this before. When I was a kid, and a very gassy youngster I was, my mom told me the best way to get rid of gas was to get down on all fours with your butt in the air, and just let it all rise to the top and come out of its own accord. It was just me and Wanda there, so I told her I was going back to Jan's office (where I could shut the door and no one would see or hear what was about to happen). I put myself in position and had the most satisfying fart of my life. It was a huge relief - I can't begin to tell you how badly my stomach hurt before this fart came out. Anyway, wouldn't you know, as soon as I open the door, Dustin from the concierge desk is making his way toward me to ask a question. "Dude," I said, "I totally farted. Move it on out." I think he was impressed with my honesty. It was either that or let him find out the hard way, which probably would have had him wondering if I'd actually just taken a shit in my boss's office. I wasn't too embarassed. I mean, hey, I fart. It happens. But along with everything else last night, it was one of those "figures" kind of moments.

So after that, the night just dragged on. As if it wasn't boring enough, Wanda kept whining all night about how she had wanted to leave early and now she can't. I was like, "I'm the one staying two extra hours. You're on the schedule 'til 11 and you only have a 7-hour shift anyway." So Wanda called the night audit people and got Terri to come in early. As soon as Terri got there, Wanda took off. I was like, wtf? I should get to leave! Grr. But I made it through the night, so I'm glad I got paid for it anyway. I seriously spent the whole night standing at the end of the desk (where no one could see me if they wanted to - not like anyone came by) watching baseball and then the women's basketball championship. I guess it wasn't terrible.

When I came home, I saw that the Red Sox lost to the Yankees again. I hate the Yankees. Then Jer and I went to bed. This was the most awful part. I had the worst acid reflux ever. I get it pretty frequently, but it's not usually so bad that I can't ignore it an fall asleep anyway, but last night it was burning really badly and made me feel like I had to puke. I got up six or seven times during the night thinking I was about to hurl, but never did. It was impossible to sleep like that, too. It was so uncomfortable. Now I'm up again and still feeling shitty. The acid is definitely still dancing around my esophagus, and I don't really have anything here to take for it. It hurts like hell! At least the Diamondbacks won last night.

Peace.

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Yankees Suck

[harri-cady.livejournal.com]

I would have COMPLETELY appreciated your honestly!! :)

My MIL called us last night (to tell us BIL got a job, yay!) and had to rub it in that the Yankees won (they're from NY). She doesn't even watch!! :) Pat's retort: "The Red Sox have won most of the last ten games."

Re: Yankees Suck

[jianantonic.livejournal.com]

At least they have their championship rings to console them...and the rest of this season to whoop up on the yanks...