Just Relax and get Fucked Over pt.2 and other stuff.

Saturday:
Well I woke up around noon or so, which was a bummer because I wanted to help Kiwi prep for the Obama party. Got dressed and watched some Law and Order. The party stared at 14:00, however no one showed. About an hour or so later we get a visitor, the only one we didn't want, Smerz. Kiwi and I spend a little time ripping on him (about 2 hours, can't remember what happened) before Steve arrived at around 17:50. I rush with him to get to the bank to cash my check so I can get some candy for the Obamabration, however, shit. I get to the bank only to find out they closed, so I go to the ATM machine to see if I can transfer from my savings account to my checking account (I did that becasue I was going to out the money right back plus a bit more from my check). This is when I get fucked. I go into my savings account, only to find there's nothing in it. My dad had stolen the money out of there. I try several times just to make sure it's not me or the ATM, but to no avail. I go back to the van pissed as fuck over this and on top of all that I told Coop we would be by to pick him up. I had no money to make good on any of my promises; I felt like absolute shit.Steve told me not to worry and that he would put some gas in the van (I said I would also give him gas money for helping me) and we would pick up Coop. So we did. Got back to Kiwi's and forgot all about the missing money, however when the party died down and everyone left (read Kiwi's and Chris's blog to find out more about the party) I thought about it, I really hate money.

Sunday:
Woke up late, again watched some football (Packers lost, again) then got a ride to work. Work was great but soooo fucking slow! I was pretty much done at 18:15 so I talked to Chad and Erick (I can't spell his name right now). Got a turkey club (I <3>Whoopers. Then Chad made shakes for all the employees (WooT!). Ann came in later with the phone and tlod me I had a call, it was my dad. He asked me if I needed a ride home, I told him yes then hung up the phone. I finished up the rest of the dishes and left. Not only was that my slowest day, but it was also my shortest day (around three and a half hours) Stopped by Kiwi's to pick up my things said later and went home. I sat around mad until I went to bed around 3:20 in the morning.


Monday:
Sucked. Went over to that goddamn house with my dad missing Heroes in the process, got home at 22:00 somthing, sat around until I went to bed.