Fluctuating weekend

Dear Diary,

Wow. Never left 2 days blank before - bit of catching up to do, methinks!

SATURDAY:

So Saturday started off well - I say in all sarcasm, as I completely got the shift wrong. I had 10 oclock in my head, so got a lift off Dad at 10 in the morning. Got into the L**********, turns out it was 4 till 10 I was in. Grrrrrrrrr-ed till the cows came home. Ended up walking to the tram stop, basking in the early (well, for me) morning peace and quiet of everything. Post-Christmas National Slump clearly taking effect everywhere. Stood on the bridge and looked out over the river for a while, listening to "Stairway to Heaven" - but eventually moved when I spotted a lone dogwalker and realised that my extreme pretentiousness was in danger of being seen by someone else. Got the tram back and hung around in town for a bit, in between changing stations. Visited post-Christmas Sales HMV and continued my Pink Floyd initiation by buying "The Wall," "Dark Side of the Moon" and series 5 of "Peep Show" (unrelated, but still fucking fantastic)
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Went back in at 4 - had a fairly unremarkable shift in the restaurant (as a runner - all good fun), apart from all the texts going back and forth between me and Oli (*squeal*) all day. It's amazing how we managed to send about 12 messages without really saying anything, just a load of waffle about work, really. Didn't see Lee around, which I'm ashamed to say, made me wish I hadn't bothered going in at all. I can assure you all that I'm not the kind of person who gets a job just for closer proximity to a crush (*cough*).........

Zoomed straight from the L********** back home to find Lisa waiting outside the house, ooops..... Went to Alice's for HER night of Come Dine With Me, and - WOW.

STARTER:
Pea Soup with crispy bacon bits (oh yeah......) and homemade granary bread
MAIN COURSE:
Salmon en croute with home-made chips and hollandaise sauce and vegetables
DESSERT:
Jam Squares with Ice Cream

Absolutely GORGEOUS!! And there were candles everywhere which was lovely - and her dog Chunky who kept snuffling around in the room in an adorable way, haha. Anyway, afterwards we crashed in the living room to watch "Interview with a Vampire" - which I'd normally love, but DAMN I couldn't keep my eyes open. Christ knows why, as I only ended up doing 3 and a quarter hours at the L********** that day...... Told them about Oli, and we discussed their respective boyfriends (Lisa's 2-year relationship and Alice's on-off relationship with Navy Seal). Made me a bit sad to think how I've been single for nearly a year, when I have a feeling I would actually make a pretty good girlfriend - I avoid arguements at all costs, always try to make other people happy, am pretty loyal, have a whole lotta love to give and most importantly - want sex ALL THE TIME!! Hmmmm..... It depresses me to think that there are some fucking horrible skanky chavs who are mean to people all the time, yet have boyfriends for years, when people like me who would work hard at being an absolutely cracking partner and would never cheat or fuck anyone over lie on the shelf for years. Awwww, fuck this.

SUNDAY:

Woke up this morning in a bed so cosy it should be illegal, ie: Alice's spare room. Had a lovely cream cheese bagel and Lisa gave me a lift home, at which Mum gave me a lift straight into work. Ah, spending more time in cars than on feet, so much fun..... Had a 12 till 5 shift on Confectionary - serving popcorn and ice cream to excitable kids, which was actually a lot easier than it sounds. It seemed to mostly consist of sitting around on my fat arse doing very little work, apart from the two half hours before each performance started. Nice......

Although I found out something very distressing - Lee has temporarily been suspended from work. On account of the impromptu party last Saturday. Got told by the Assistant Manager Pete today - naturally played along and claimed ignorance (despite blantantly BEING there), saying I knew nothing about the stock cupboards being left open, mess left that took 4 people to clean up, or several people that foolishly signed out at 7:00am for the world and his wife to see (eep....). And then Pete started telling me about one person going missing, whose dad came in to ask where she'd gone - which made everything official.

Guess what? That was me. So now, because of my completely stupidity and utter fucking foolishness, Lee's job is in serious jeapordy. Yes, it was bad enough to begin with, and he was already badly in the shit - but because I was too much of a thick twat to simply text home and tell my parents I was stopping out, they added to something that was already bad enough, and made it ten times worse by inadvertantly throwing in a "Missing person" claim to boot. In a nutshell, possibly because of me, Lee is fucked. Felt like I'd been punched in the stomach when I found out. Demanded to be able to see the appropriate authorities and explain everything, but Pete said this would make things worse, and should just leave it. Grrrr, though. Hate the idea of him possibly knowing, and therefore hating me. Not to mention losing his job, which he loves.
Had a strange idea of either leaving a note on his desk, or posting one to his flat telling him we're all behind him - but the idea is so massively gay, I'd have to do it anonymously. Which gave the idea a huge shove into creepy instead, so sacked it off. Hmmmm. Just hope he's alright, that's all. I really want to just give him a cuddle and make sure he's OK. Oh well, I'm sure his girlfriend's taking his mind off it...... (oh come on, I'm human, I'm allowed to be a bitter twat)

Pete said - following my frantic shrieking and arm waving - that despite the complete idiocy of what he's done, Lee is too good a manager to be let go, and everyone agrees. Apparently we can only hope and pray that that is enough to save him. I sure fucking hope so. If he gets sacked, I'm resigning in protest.

Hmmmm...... Anyway. Finished work at 5 (decided AGAINST telling Dad and yelling at him in the car), came home and had about an hour's rest before out to work again - this time at the Pub. With Sam. Grrrrr, really must stop agreeing to do Sunday shifts...... Had the usuals in, relentlessly murdering kareoke classics. Sadly Oli didn't come in, nor did he reply to my text. Fuck it, I wasn't expecting him to carry on anyway - not someone that good-looking. Chances are, he woke up Saturday morning and thought "OK, I'll text to be polite, but maybe WON'T ask her out now I've remembered what she looks like!" Fair dos, but if that's how he feels he can stop texting me right now and stop wasting my time and getting my hopes up. Tsk, men.

It's now 2am, and something alarming has just occurred to me. Here is this past week's schedule:

MONDAY - Work (Pub)
TUESDAY - Work (L*********) and Come Dine With Me
WEDNESDAY - Running round town buying presents and Christmas Day preparation
THURSDAY - Christmas Day - say no more
FRIDAY - Work (Pub)
SATURDAY - Work (L**********)
SUNDAY - Work (L********* AND Pub)

Oh. My. God. Since when did I, the single laziest person on the planet, work so damn much? I'm going to be so fecking rich by next week. But right now I'm going to bed. And do you know what I'm going to be doing tomorrow.........? Absolutely SWEET COCK-ALL!!!

(Apart from tidying my room and Lisa's Come Dine With Me. But just pretend)

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Current Mood: Wiped the FUCK out
Current Music: "Girl I want to make you sweat" - Bob Marley