beat-esque

So I woke up, being that i woke up yesterday, and had to work after a hours sleep. It was 9:50 AM and I had to rush to work. I had the fear of being fired, as I said before, I had asked for extra hours, and like everything good I try to do, I messed it up by not going. So I was driving to work with the thought of being canned. I walked in, punched in, reported in, like nothing happened, and all was fine. I’m not sure if I was being punished or if it was just regular work, but I had to work in the girl section. So there I was in the little girl’s section looking like a sleepless pedophilia little girls jeans and shirts. What makes this worse is that I don’t even have a name tag, so there is no proof I work there and people can easily mistake me as a creep hovering over girls clothes, smiling like a perv. I had to smile. This place is always a mess so I put my body in drone and fold my time away like stars shooting through the air. I burned burned burned through the time and found myself almost out. A family had come in, the mother being annoying, but there was a certain warmth to them that made me smile. The girl was looking for clothes that the mom was forcing her to wear it seemed, the father said, “Let her make her choice,” to at my surprise the little girl responds, “Chill out dad,” and i felt sorry for the father as he walked away with his proud little boy out of the store. Family. The mom stayed with her 2 daughters rummaging through clothes, picking away at the clothes I had just folded, the mom with her awful high pitch voice looking for size 8 slims, younger girl confusing 6 with 8, and me just accidentally eavesdropping on their humble affairs of the common shopper at Lé Old Navy. Some customers become sort of savages when they come up to you to complain. This is a corporation, and I just a puppet, please, don’t yell. I think things like this to myself. I also imagined punching every shopper that comes up to me in the face, right in the teeth, but instead, I smile at them. I punch myself when I get home to make up for it. So finally the time elapsed and I was set for home. Next day of work, Black Friday.

I got home and slept for 3 hours or so, after reading a little bit of The Color Purple, and was woken up, to my surprise, a way I will not describe. I made a little Fideo soup out of Ramen and gulped it down while watching the series, Arrested Development, with a young Michael Cera. It was funny. I had mentioned earlier in the month a small dispute I had with my roommates. Well all seemed well as we came to a mutual agreement without having talked about it. It seemed all was well. I’m sure it’ll come up some time later, but as of now, we are all mutually agreed.

Me and Laura got dressed and went to Austin to hang out with my friend Harley. He had bought Left 4 Dead 2 and we spent some hours blasting through the cadavers of southern regions as sole survivors of a zombie apocalyptic war. I used the chainsaw a lot, I like tearing off the limbs of soulless humans infected with the unknown zombie disease that plagued the US in the video game world. Ah, my escape from reality. We than began to play Zombie Apocalypse so that Laura could join in. She was off in the side drawing some pictures she damn well did. We played for hours. This game was easy to play, which is why we let Laura join, and we went through 30 days of apocalypse without using a continue, but it went down hill from there. At one point, I failed my team and I said, “In the closet with a bottle of whiskey and a shotgun, that’s where you’ll find me dead.” I thought it was funny. So we tore through limb after limb, and it had become early morning. The smell of gun powder in our wriggly sore thumbs after hours of playing.

We ventured home, drunk driving, me scared and tired, slightly swerving, eating Hot Cheetos, Funyons, and Gardetto’s. It was a fun night.

We woke up and went to Garcia’s Mexican Food, it was delicious. I got Garcia’s Deluxe which had a little bit of everything: Crunchy taco, a tostada, a tamale, a enchilada, beans, and rice. I had some strawberry lemonade, and I am still full from it now. We took a nap to where I just woke a while ago from. Delicious day well spent.