Job news...
Current mood: bouncy
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

The kids at the "big house" have a cute little guy that comes by and takes then rollerblading. The dog run, and he is holds on for dear life is more like it, so I was telling him yesterday that I need to be on some ones pay roll by Monday.

I started calling animal hospitals on the phone asking if they were hiring. I would have never done this before gas was over four dollars a gallon, but shit a girls gotta bend with the times! After my 5^th call they said, "yes we are." I jumped in the car so fast it would have made your head swim!

Ya see I can't sit around the house and wait for the County to call me. I know they will, I can feel it, but I need me some money to pay mu bills and shit! Last summer when I was broken and in a cast my friends pretty much supported me. That aint gonna happen this summer.

I went to the hospital, and it's pretty cool, not little spay and neuter vaccine shit going on there, trauma, and sick kids only. The main doctor scared the hell out of me, and I was like what the hell, but today when I went for a working interview I heard , "I'm impressed" several times by the head tech. After four hours and forty five minutes, she comes to me and said, the job is yours if you want it, be here at 8am in the morning.

So I got me a job.

Now I need the County to call me so I can have a job with benefits!

Peace Hookers!

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Two weeks!
Current mood: hopeful
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

The interview went very well. I will know something in two weeks. Yes, two fucking weeks! What the hell am I going to do for two weeks? I will go nutz! When I get back home I will start riding the bike in the morning, and maybe play a round of golf. I have enough change to play golf for two weeks! I will have to get a 6:30am tee time so I don't melt.

My Theater Professor asked me when I was going to stop pretending like I wanted to be a Funeral Director, or what ever I plan on doing with a Criminal Justice degree and be a writer. I told him when I win the fucking lotto!

It's hump day for some. For me it's another day where I don't have shit to do. Well I am supposed to be working on the Howard Zinn paper right now, but I am hungry, and might go to the store and get some eggs, and bagels. I have been mixing the combination of smoked gouda cheese, and  black raspberry jam on an everything bagel. Yes it sounds crazy, but that shit is good as hell!

Tomorrow I will go hit all the animal hospitals in the area and do the application thang.  I just hope I get that screaming County job! If not I am going to try and tech. I might look into tech-ing for a racehorse vet. I sure do miss those animals! TwoGuns, please pet some horses for me, and hand out some snacks! That would make me happy!

I miss seeing my friends everyday. I wonder when the isolation period is going to set in. I remember last summer when that happened and all I did was read books. I actually have several books I want to read, but I will run out of money soon, and I must find work. For some strange reason I have not started to freak out yet. I guess that will come after the isolation period sets in.

Oh well, I am going to pick up some eggs, and bagels, or I will just have pizza for breakfast. Crab cakes sound good also! Hell it's lunch time some where!

Peace and have a great day Hookers!

Pax!

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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This and that, the 4th and crap!
Current mood: hopeful
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes

Ah…..4^th of July. I used to love this holiday when I lived at home in OKC. There were bikers out all over the place, my Aunt (Mom) used to get up early in the morning and start the ribs, slaw, baked beans, and corn on the cob. There were days later when I used to go runnin' around Marshall, or some other pals. At night fall I would take the highway all around the city and watch all the fireworks poppin' off.

Since I have lived here in SoFla it's a bit different. One year Erich and I woke up pretty early to go to the beach to secure a picnic table to hang out all day drink beer and eat. I was pretty tired that day due to the fact the night before Dr. Clough had a C-section come in late and I stayed around to help him deliver the pups. That night after leaving the beach this very drunk girl tossed her beer all over me. The PoPo saw what she did and they arrested her on the spot. Hell I had never seen that woman before in my life!

Usually on the 4^th I am the "big house". That's where I am now. Last year, I was at the old apartment and I just walked outside and watched the fireworks from the beach. This year I am going to stay here with the kids, (doggies),and check out some movies and study. The PoPo is already out full force.

It was three years ago today I met McQ.

Last year I was with  Shebbers, Chris, Stan, Gayle, Spears, Guido, and some boy from Oklahoma at Shirley and Bobby's. I was wearing a cute cast last summer!

Yesterday I got some very good news. My interview with the County is on Tuesday at 11am. I need some mad prayer, and killer good vibes from you Peoples!  I wont quite say what the job is for because I don't want to jinx it, but I will give you a clue…….I will have a badge, I will give out citations, and I will educate the public about "little friends" we share this planet with. There are two of us interviewing for this job. That means I have a 50-50 chance. What that really means is that I'm gonna walk in there are get me fucking job!

Erin Dumbowitz and I are over. The lawyer I was working for got fired from the big cases he was working on and that ment he had to let Erin, and I go. That's a good thing because I was about ready to kick her fucking ass anyway! Now I can go to the bar she works at and give her a taste of her own medicine. Tipsey don't play after a couple of shots, and a few beers, I will verbally bash the living shit out of that cow!

Well I need to go crack open a book for a test I have and go over the material at least twice today, and three times everyday until Monday night. Tuesday I will wake up, put the power suit on, take my licenses to kill, and go to my interview. This is a great job opp for me. I'm thinking if I get this job I will move closer to the Airport in Ft. Lickerdale.

Everyone be safe today. Think of our troops, and how we have fucked so many people over. Think of how we really can't go see out loves ones due the fact that our fucking President is a bonehead! Whatever you do, do it safe, and just be glad that we are Americans!

I'm gonna paint my fingernails before I study.

Peace out Hookers!

Pax!

Currently reading : Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America By Barbara Ehrenreich

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A maid, a dog walker, and 6 Mexicans walke into a bar.....
Current mood: understimulated
Category: Life

So! As Trocar would say. I sat by the phone all day today waiting for t to ring. I did not get a call for an interview……yet. The dude could be on vacation.

The computers at the law office crashed. I typed 60-70 envelopes on the fuckin Smith Corona SL500. We are friends now. Not for long though.

The jeep has an oil leak. I was going to ditch class tonight but I called my mechanic and he told me bring it over and they topped it off and told me to go to class and bring it in another day so they could figure out where the leak is at. Poor Jeep. Anybody want to pay for that shit?

I read another part in class tonight. I love reading plays. I used to be so nervous reading things in front of people, but the Baptism took care of that! Hell if I can stand in front of 150 peoples and get holy water poured over my head followed by chrism on the forehead, then the host, hell there is nothing I can't do!

Stopped by Smellys Irish Pub on the way home. Shebbers looked so cute in her scrubs!

There was a new guy there that Curly Shirley and Bobster brought over. The guy was HYPER as fuck! He was drinking shots of Jim Beam. All of a sudden he walks outside and starts to puke right on the sidewalk in the bushes! Serves his dumb ass right! Who in the hell beside Julio can do that shit on a Tuesday night and not puke! Especially before 9pm on a school night!  Fool!

I came home today from the office and the housekeeper the dog walker, and 6 Mexicans were al in the house. Well, the Mexicans were outside, but shit I was looking for a party somewhere!  No one had a fucking beer!

Kelly Girl and I both had dreams of people getting murdered. I can not say who the person is that was in my dream. All I will tell you is that after I discovered that she was dead in my dreams I wanted her bedroom set!  Crazy ass shit man, I'm tellin' ya!

I don't have anything else to post. Just still looking for the phone to ring all day. I am going to call Human Resources to see if Mr. Man that I am supposed to be interviewed by is in the office, or on vacation. Good Call Pam!

Peace the hell out Peoples! I' off to bed with Teddy and Brady! Two very Sexy boy doggies!

Pax!

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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Help could be on the way....
Current mood: excited
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

Sunday was cool. I went to see a play called The Fannie Lou Hamer Story. Mrs. Hamer is the reason us black folk can vote in the United States.

The Duck has been closed for "vacation" for a few days. I spoke with Mr. Duck himself and he tells me he might not re-open. No more fucking chicken wings, and phillys for yall fools! Damn the bad luck! Maybe I will drop that 10 fucking pounds I gained while working there.

That brings me to this story……I was all fucking depressed last night due to the fact that I will turning 40 in a few weeks and once again I have to go look for a fucking job. I have the job at the Law Office but that is only 20 hours a week. He has offered me 6 more hours, but I will kill Erin Dumbowitz, and I would be very tired for my night class on Monday which aint no joke!

I applied for a job at the County a few weeks ago. I wont say what it is, but after dragging my depressed ass around the house this morning I checked my email and I have to schedule an interview with the County in the next ten days. Talk about motherfucking bennes! I keep looking at the Email over and over again! I scored the highest on my tests, and they want to talk to me.

One of my friends just got a job at the County, if he can, then so can I! I'm way cooler than he is!

Please everyone pray for me that I get this job, otherwise I have contacted the Man in Athens and I will take my sorry ass up there the end of July, or I will move up the road where it is cheaper to live and be closer to the Corso Girls.I need to have a better quality of life, and see some cute little girls grow up!

I need a fucking break here Peoples! Enough of flakey bar owners. Enough of flakey office bitches. Enough!!!!

Brady (the big doggie) is barking at Teddy and wont let him in the office. I better get out of here before there is a dog fight!

Time to eat some soup and take a nap before school.

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Peace the hell out!

Pax!

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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I need to talk to the President!
Current mood: blissful
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

Well I am at the "BIG HOUSE." It has been a while since I was here. The doggies are doing well, even though Brady bit me last night because I was sleeping with Teddy, well I had Teddy all porched up in bed with me. Very sexy doggie! The cats are a trip. I don't know this pair very well at all. Luke, and Romeo. They have their own room. It's a bedroom with a billion cat toys, hammocks, cat scratchie thingies and a door that leads to an outside cat oasis of waterfalls, and meditation stations for each of the cats. No other cats are let in, and they can not leave. Both cats are FIP positive.

Hell if it were me I would have spent the money on feeding some poor peoples, or educating someone. Shit, it aint my money to be imaginary spending in the first place. All I can say is, rich peoples are some crazy peoples!

The last week at the office was okay. There was one day where I almost had a "melt down." The fucking word perfect 9 , yes read that again, word perfect 9 was giving me some shit. It kept printing the same fucking address over and over again. The printer was fucking up some paper, and the damn phone would not stop.

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Me: Thank you for calling the law offices of_______this is Courtney speaking, how may I help you?

Guy on phone: Hello? Hello? I need to speak to the President! Is the President there?

Me: Who? I'm sorry Mr______is out of the office all day. He is in Court.

Guy on phone: The President is not in?

Me: No Sir, the attorney is in Court all day.

Guy on phone: Let me talk to the attorney.

Me: Sir he is in Court all day, he will not be returning to the office at all.

Guy on phone: How many people work in that office?

Me: Three sir, but I am the only one here today.

Guy on phone: I have a Court date on Tuesday, can you go to Court for me?

Me: No sir I am the legal secretary, I can not go to Court for you.

Guy on phone: I need to talk to the President! I have to go to Court on Tuesday!:

Me: Sir the President is not here. The Attorney is in Court all day, and I can not help you. Can you leave your name and number and I will have the attorney call you back on Monday.

Guy on phone: You can not go to Court for me?

Me: Sir what is your name?

This went on FOREVER! Over and fucking over!!!!

The guy on the other end of the line was from Haiti. Nothing against Haitians, but for one thing they kind of talk like Elmer Fudd so it's weally weally hard to understand them at times. I love Hatians, strong work ethic! However I could not understand a thing that man was trying to tell me on the phone! His name, forget about it! All I knew is the man had a Court date, and wanted to talk to the President!

Erin Dumbawitz was out of the office all day on Friday so it made for a real nice day! She does piss me off even when I am not there! Fucking with shit on my desk! I need to put some Chicken feet in the bitches desk drawer and scare the ms. Clairol out off her head!

I have a big day of watchin' Weeds and makin' me some stuffs to eat!

Speaking of watching things, I recommend Sex in the City. I watched the bootleg from the guy at the Sunshine food market selling movies on the trashcan lid seven for twenty. I cried my eyes out, and drank wine, and smoked me some cigarettes. Total chick flick! Beautiful shoes, purses, and dresses! There was a pecker shot, and lots of that Mr. Big. I love that man! The entire thing reminded me of McQ.

Enough of my rambles……….

Peace the hell out bitches! Go buy some shoes!

Currently watching : Weeds - Season Three Release date: 2008-06-03

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What the hell am I going to do today?
Current mood: exanimate
Category: Life

I have the entire day off today. This really bothers me. Why you ask? I'm not used to having a day off. Every fucking day I have places to be, things to do, people to meet. When I do have a day off, I usually waste it drinking at the fucking bar. I honestly need to figure out how to relax. Just sit around, read a fucking book, watch a fucking movie, do something other than go to the Irish pub.

Things I could do:

Play Tennis. It's too hot for that shit.

Read my chapters for the next test. Naw, not today, I will cram later.

Drive to Miami and explore. Gas is fucking to high to drive anywhere except where you need to go.

Watch the boot leg movies I got yesterday from the guy standing outside the Sunshine food market. Seven for twenty! Now this I am thinking about, but I don't want to wake up housewife Mark.

Go to the bookstore. Now that is a good idea, but once again gas is involved.

Play golf. Too hot.

I guess I am just going to wait for Shebbers to get out of her Yoga interview and go to Tarks for some oysters, clam bellies, and conch salad. Then I will go to the bar. Shit, I hate my fucking life at times. I just have to stay busy all the time and then I won't drink, and then I won't have a hangover. Crap!!! Crap!!!

Well, I better run off and find something to watch. I guess I will start watching Sex In The City.

Ah, I know what to do! I can work on my play! Professor Allen said if I finish the first act, he will have the kids read it in class! Now I have something to do!

Peace Hookers!

Pax

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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She had the internt slowed down........
Current mood: amused
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

Today started off like any other Tuesday, tired, sleepy as fuck, and no time to go to Starbucks for coffee. I had to drop off the bone stimulator to a pal with a broken foot that has the same Doc as I did last summer, anyway, I make it to the office and I'm all alone, which is very nice.

I'm tooling around on the net and doing some change of address documents for the client database. The Paralegal shows up and I ask her why the computers are running slow. I should not have even asked her that question because she had no fucking clue what I was even talking about.

Me: Hey, I noticed the computers are running a bit slow today, is there a problem?

Erin Brockowitz: Yeah, I called them and told them to turn the internet down, it was too fast.

Me: (I turn around without laughing, and make it to my desk, slowly pick up the key, and make a bee line to the door with the biggest grin on my face ever) I will be back.

I ran to the bathroom and laughed my ass off.

She really said that.

She thinks that she can call Bell South and have them turn the internet down.

Shit.

School was cool! I got a 96 on the test last night, and lead my group in theater class to a really cool performance, and I had a boy ask me for my phone number after class. He is very tall and handsome. He looks like my friend HC III, but taller. Howard is still the man though.

Must be the fact I am letting my hair grow.

I look like Ronald Fucking McDonald with my hair.

Next week I will wear the heels, and a cute little office suit to class. Show my curves and shit…..um hum…..

Shebbers , and Gail put some girlie ear rings in my ears tonight. We were at the Irish Pub so no one noticed.

While at the Irish Pub the bartender gave me his Mothers 50 year old prayer book. I thought that was very nice of him. It actually brought tears to my eyes.

Time for me to turn in, I have to deal with the internet being slowed down in the morning.

How the fuck am I supposed to deal with that!!!!!!

Mike up North, How ya doing buddy?  Long time no hear! Get in touch with me.

Peace Out Hookers!

Pax!

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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I put 50 dollars in my gas tank.....I gave the man 50 one dollar bills!
Current mood: exhausted
Category: Life

Where do I start?

Things are good at the Casa de Mark to the second power. The car knows how to get home, and so do I. At times I do miss the old place. Usually when I wake up and there is no place to walk to and get coffee except for the clubhouse at the gold course.

I feed the ducks as well as the turtles that live at the gold course. They are a bunch of happy little creatures of love. They eat the shit out of that corn I feed them!

I fired that asshole Paul the cook. He was free basing coke one day at work and took him 2 hours to get 4 simple little orders out. Now I work with a dude that loves sports, and hates the fact that I tell him how to do something. Big fucking ego this dude has, but he can cook like a motherfucker, so I put up with his ass.

I started at the law office. It's okay. The fun part about that job is that I get to dress up for work. I found that Nordstrom has an ass load of really fucking cute shoes in my size for an arm and a leg, but shit I love me some shoes. First time in my life I had an orgasm in my feet. It happened after I slid my dogs in a pair of 285 dollar shoes that fit me like a fucking glove!

Housewife Mark now calls me his wife. I gave him a ring last night. Just like some husbands he took it off today, but not after giving me a kiss goodbye calling me "wifey" and jumping out of the car.

I had a big ass test in class today. Thank God it was open book. I would have failed that one something fierce. 6 chapters, 25 questions. Next semester I have Astronomy, and Ethics. Yippie!

The Duck is closing for a week and a half. Must needed time off, plus during this time I am house sitting. Nice fucking vacation! Actually I have a huge paper to write about Howard Zinn. Got to love that man!

Today I put 50 bucks worth of liquid gold in my car. First time I ever bought 50 dollars worth of gas. Hell it gave me ¾ of a tank. I was pissed off, but I did give the guy 50 one dollar bills, so it was worth it! Hehehehehe!

Ms. Kelly Girl had a cute little baby girl! Wren! She is a little cute baby! Can't wait to meet her! Plus I miss big sister Willow!

Time to eat some grilled hot teriyaki wings and hit the sack! That test wore me the hell out!

Peace Hookers!  

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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Stay home and do your drugs bitches!
Current mood: disgusted
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

Some of the people I have worked with.

I first worked at a Science and Art Museum in Oklahoma City. I was actually a volunteer. I was all of 14. There I worked with a bunch of geeks. It was all good; I learned a lot of shit and got out of the house on the weekends. This was the pre drug, and alcohol days.

From there I worked at the Earth. It was my first paying job. There I worked with a bunch of hippies. It was cool, I learned how to make guacamole.

Next was Stage Centre. I was a stage hand. It was cool; I got to do a shit load of really cool stuff. Another kid there told the stage manager that I was high on the job and I was fired. That fat ass was a tard anyway. I was never high on the job.

Then there was Troy Wesnidge Inc. I was an interior architect. I loved that job. I worked with a ton of hicks in a mill. When I first started there my office was in a trailer, and you could smoke in the office. I was fired from that job due to my drinking problem due to the fact I had just lost my great aunt. She died and I had no idea what to do. I was all alone in a big fucking mess! Still am!

Over the next few years I traveled with race horses. I worked with mostly Mexicans, and they are the people that gave me my strong work ethic. They all were very clean, nice, and wonderful people. I never had a problem with them until I got to New York and became an assistant trainer. The boys don't like a woman for a boss, but I was the boss and they were illegal, and what they gonna do! Nada!

Then all hell broke loose. I moved to South Florida. I started working with women in animal hospitals. Bitches! All of them were bitches! Made my life a living hell! Not all were bitches, but most of them were.

Then there is what I am doing now, bartending. I have met my best friends in the entire world doing this job. I can think of a few bitches I have worked with, but all of this has taught me one thing, I hate working with more than 3 people. I know it is a problem, but I like to work alone.

Along this work history there are always bumps in the road. Usually the bumps are drug or alcohol related.

I remember the night I became a Catholic. I was really happy. All my sins were washed away and I had a clean slate. The person that messed up my mood is an addict. Her name is Tamera. She was so high on pills and booze she came up to me and called me everything in the book and then fell in the middle of the street where she lost her top and her boobs fell out.  Serves her right! Pill freak!

Yesterday I started at the Law office. I am working as a legal assistant. This is my dream job so far. It is totally encouraging me to go to law school. I have wanted to attend law school since I was 10 years old. I lost 30 years some place n a beer bottle, but 40 is the new 20. Back to my point here, I was very happy yesterday. I had found a beautiful pair of shoes that fit me like a glove, I looked cute, guys were opening doors, and everyone, well almost everyone said good morning to me. I met new people, and got the job done. I even went to the post office at 4pm on a Friday and had a good time.  

Shit went south very fast yesterday.

The fucking cook has been high at work for about a week. Yesterday he was so high he could not make a grilled cheese sandwich. I had two tables ready to eat and spend money. Paul had been in his car smoking cocaine. I had to help him finish the orders and then I politely walked him out back gave him 40 dollars and told him his services were no longer needed. He told me I get off on firing people.

Another addict fucked up my day.

Word to the addicts.

I don't give a shit what you do, just do it at home please! Don't go to work high people, you can't function, you fuck up shit, and you fuck up my day!

One of my professors, Preston Allen said he had never smoked, or drank any alcohol, hell he never took aspirin. Reason being you ask, he simply put it, "I don't want anything to take a hold of me."

On to other stuffs!

Today is the 140^th running of the Belmont. I am going to give you the exacta. Big Brown, Casino Drive.

Monday my best friend is giving birth to her second daughter, Wren. I can't wait to see her! Good luck Mommie! Your gonna do just fine! <<<< that just made me cry I'm so happy for you!

I have rambled on long enough!

Peace out, and have a great weekend!

Remember, do your damn drugs at home you fucking tards! And stay there!

Currently reading : You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times By Howard Zinn

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