Cathryn (formerly catslash) (
remindmeofthe) wrote2006-09-01 06:44 pm
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Three things just happened in very quick succession.
* I agreed to go in to Cumby's on Monday. I was not looking forward to three solid days of nothing to do, so this works for me, and apparently things kind of imploded there after I left. Someone stopped showing up and finally got her ass fired (two months too late if you ask, oh, EVERYONE who works there), and someone else got a better job and is leaving (good for her! She has three kids and is pregnant, so she definitely needs this and I am really happy for her).
* The news came out about Jon Lester. Lymphoma. Cancer. I don't even know what to say about that. He's just a kid. (For those who don't follow baseball, Jon's a rookie pitcher for the Red Sox. He was with the Sea Dogs, our local minor league team, last year, and I saw him pitch his first professional complete game.) The good news is, it's treatable.
* And as I reeled from that, I got a shipping notification for a BPAL order. This would normally be cause for great excitement and would make the day unusual all on its own.
God, and as I was writing about Jon Lester, the radio started playing the Snakes on a Plane song, and I just saw SoaP a couple days ago, so I started laughing and crying at once. I don't even know, man, just a bunch of weird.
* I agreed to go in to Cumby's on Monday. I was not looking forward to three solid days of nothing to do, so this works for me, and apparently things kind of imploded there after I left. Someone stopped showing up and finally got her ass fired (two months too late if you ask, oh, EVERYONE who works there), and someone else got a better job and is leaving (good for her! She has three kids and is pregnant, so she definitely needs this and I am really happy for her).
* The news came out about Jon Lester. Lymphoma. Cancer. I don't even know what to say about that. He's just a kid. (For those who don't follow baseball, Jon's a rookie pitcher for the Red Sox. He was with the Sea Dogs, our local minor league team, last year, and I saw him pitch his first professional complete game.) The good news is, it's treatable.
* And as I reeled from that, I got a shipping notification for a BPAL order. This would normally be cause for great excitement and would make the day unusual all on its own.
God, and as I was writing about Jon Lester, the radio started playing the Snakes on a Plane song, and I just saw SoaP a couple days ago, so I started laughing and crying at once. I don't even know, man, just a bunch of weird.
