Whelp, here I am. Jobless. As of last night, I worked my final shift at the restaurant until further notice. With the theme parks closed and the hotels closing tomorrow, there are just no people. As a result, hours have been drastically cut for everyone. Some of us were just a little less lucky than
I don’t remember if I wrote about it, but last year I had a fun conversation with some guests at the bar. They were in town for a few weeks and became regulars on the nights that I was bartending. This was right before I was set to go on my cruise and we, naturally,
Hello dear people of the internet, I’m back with another strange wondering because I’ve recently realized that I’ve developed a weird habit… non-habit… I don’t know what it is but I’ve sure got it. Have it? Gotten it? Listen. Words are hard. I was scrolling through Netflix the other day and saw that Kill Bill,
Whelp, it happened. I had a kid. At least according to Target. I never thought this day would come. For reasons I don’t care to go into now, we were without water for a few days at the beginning of the month. With the madness of what was going on, coupled with my insane schedule,
So does anyone else just have a full on mental breakdown and book a cruise? Nope? Just me? That’s cool. The conversation with Ashley-Michelle on January 15th when I woke her up with a phone call: ME: Okay, I’m having a meltdown, do you think you’ll have cruise money by this deadline? HER: Yeah, for
I’m not going to say my cats are useless because they are actually pretty good at… being cats. I mean each of them is a wonderful cuddle-buddy on those cold and lonely nights. They’re always around the make me laugh (Guinness is often terrible at jumping onto counters and is notorious for the jumping headfirst
Yesterday was a welcome break from life in that I finally had a day off. This working two jobs thing is getting really exhausting. Granted, I’ve pretty much got my schedule set up in a way that I have weekends off but the last two weeks and the ones coming up have me coming in
If there was one thing to sum up my entire life mood as of late, it would be a very legitimate warning issued to us here in Florida this morning by the national weather service: “Falling Iguanas Possible Tonight.” I could explain my blogging absence these past few months and go into grand detail about
Well fall has arrived in Florida in the only way it knows how- by causing my allergies to render me as useless as an appendix for 24 hours. Congratulations fall, you did that, you did that so well. We’re all very proud. Why is Florida trying to kill me? I never had an issue with
Well today is a sad day. For the past five days my office has been home to a small stray kitten. One of the actors that works here rescued her after she has seen the little thing hanging around her apartment building. She was an adorable little spooky kitty and I immediately fell in love
