Wednesday, Apr. 06, 2005
Watch out for Wine that Comes in a Box
I learned yesterday that 2 glasses of Sunset Blush (from the box o�wine company) in a twenty-minute time period, although rather tasty, equals one big �ole headache. Man, that shit hit me hard. But I had a hell of a good sleep.
Gus called me last night when I was half way through my second glass. I was already loopy, but I�m not sure if he noticed or not. I haven�t seen him in almost 2 weeks. We spoke briefly on Friday, but he was helping one of his friends move into a new house.
Instead of hanging out with Gus Friday night, my friend, E, and I decided to go to the Semin0le H@rd R0ck Hotel and Casino. E had some family in town and all they wanted to do was gamble. Plus we figured it would be nice to check it out. We all got there at about 10, we walked around for a bit and then all of us, except E�s Aunt, decided to go to this Caribbean club to eat a late dinner and hear some Reggae. She told us that she would call us at Midnight to pick her up. When we got to the club, it was still karyoke time, which was hilarious, and I ate some fried fish, which was awesome.
Time rolled on and on and we had yet to here anything from E�s Aunt. Finally, around 1:20, E and I decided that we�d go back to the H@rd R0ck, hang out for a bit, and then find her aunt. It took us about 20 minutes to find her aunt who was glued to one of the slot machines.
This was only my second time ever going to a casino, but it is really depressing. It�s nothing but a bunch of people sitting in front of slots, looking like Zombies and pushing buttons. They all have that same scary blank stare that people get when they are thinking about nothing. It�s like the machines are slowly sucking their souls, as well as their money, out of them with every push of the button (they no longer have that lever on the side that you pulled�I guess it�s too much effort). It really freaked me out. E�s aunt was nowhere ready to leave, and both E and I felt like hanging out more, even though I had to work the next day. We left her aunt to her soul-sucking machine, and we played $20 in slots between the 2 of us. We won a whopping $2.40. Then we lost the rest of it. After that, we went to play a couple rounds of pool (at a fucking $18/hour, wtf?).
At 2:40, we decided that it was time to go. We tried calling E�s Aunt, but she�d lost her phone and the Casino security was holding it. We didn�t know how we were going to find her in all that madness. Luckily, as we walked into the Casino she was walking out to look for us. We told her where her phone was and sent her on her way to get it.
Since it was almost 3 in the morning, E and I both felt obligated to have slices of pepperoni pizza. There�s just something about pizza that makes it taste so good after a long night, especially a long night of partying. As we were eating our pizza, E�s Aunt came back and said that she would go play until we finished eating. Yeah right. I told E that we would be trapped fro Eternity in the Casino. It�s like a black hole for wayward visitors. We finished our slices a couple minutes later and set out to find her Aunt. That took us another 20 minutes. Then, we had to wait for 15 minutes for her to lose the rest of her money. I think she spent like $500 that night. And she had been there the Wednesday before and had lost probably the same amount. I don�t know how those people do it. I like my money way too much, as little as it may be.
Yesterday was semi-exciting day at work.
My entire department had to attend a career fair at one of the local high schools. This school happens to be one of the worst, if not THE worst, in the entire county.
An hour into the fair, this huge fight breaks out between 2 boys smack dab in the middle of the room. They were throwing punches, then one boy picks the other up, slams him down on top of a the presenter�s table, climbs on top of him and proceeds to beat the living daylight out of him. The one on the bottom gets in a few good shots too.
This happens right as one of the teachers is telling Nande, one my co-workers, and I that the school gets a bad rap, but the kids are great kids. Talk about bad timing. Nande and I were so intrigued by this fight. We were just like, �hey, those kids are fighting,� and we watched. My other co-worker, Jay-W, the one I hate, literally got out of her seat and started to run towards the door because she was scared. We laughed at her. The fight was no where near us and it was broken up by the big ass security guards in less than 45 seconds after it started.
After the fight, a couple of the presenters left. Plus, I�d bet my right leg that if the rest of our department wasn�t there Jay-W would have high-tailed her lazy ass out of there too. Personally, I don�t see what the big deal was. It�s a high school in Miami. Fights like that happen on a daily basis. This time, it just happened to occur when there were 20 guests there. I know some of the teachers were really embarrassed. Hell, I would have been, too, if they were my students. But shit happens, and sometimes you just gotta role with the punches. Hee.
I didn�t go to the gym yesterday. However, I did work my abs last night, before I attacked the box o�wine, and this morning. In my defense, I had every intention of going jogging at 7:30, but I got caught at the grocery store for an hour because ALL the cashiers move with the speed of a snail. By the time I got home and put away my groceries, it was 8:00. I just had to watch Id0l, then Ver0nica Mars (only the greatest show ever), and after that, it would just have been way too late to go jogging. I�ll force myself to go tonight.
summerroll at 1:58 p.m.