Here I am :-)

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Alley and I have already been talking. This may very well become the banner img: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v349/alleykitten/titleerik2.gif

How appropriate that the first real entry in this journal is so POTO related...

Anna Livia shed for her first time the other night. It was kinda scary. I've gotten her a warming lamp, and some more crickets. I found a great mealworm dish I should probably get. It has a removable edge that keeps the mealworms from escaping into the vivarium.

Last night really sucked at work. For you servers on my friends list: you know those nightmares where you're the only one working, the restaurant is filled to the brim, you finally get a table out and more people show up to immediately fill it again? That was my night. My actual night...not a dream nightmare, a real actual "I lived it" nightmare. Thank gods I had a competant bartender working with me and we have a pretty small bar (12 seats, but there were probably about 20 people surrounding it last night). He ended up doing 95% of my food running for me, and then bussed a LOT of the tables once they started staying away. If I had more time I'd go into more detail, but it's really not necessary.

And now I must be off to class. Boo class.

*hits self over head*

Note to self: Check minutes before talking with Mom for two hours on the phone on the last day of monthly plan. Doing so could help avoid spending $61.98 for phone. I suck.

In other news, Anna Livia is becoming ridiculously spoiled. I adore her :-) I forgot to see if the pet store had waxworms, though :-( I wanted to give her a special treat when I bought her crickets today. She doesn't really eat the mealworms much, so I worry that she's not eating enough. I think I'm going to start her on a primarily cricket diet.

Walking down the stairs for class after break this evening made me suddenly realise I would never be walking down them again for an anthropology class. That was very depressing. Sitting through class tonight made me almost wish it were Chuck's Bio Anthro class, which was in the same room--that's how nostalgaic I was getting (most of you understand the loathing I had for that class).

Oh! Restaurant debacle!

For those of you who haven't really heard my descriptions of the restaurant I work at, we have 17 tables total (mostly four-tops, a few two-tops, a seven-top and two five-tops)--it's a very small restaurant/bar. On slow shifts we have one server and on busy shifts we have two. Generally the GM serves on Tuesday nights, but she's decided she should start doing more "behind the scenes" work over serving work so she put me on. Alone. With one bartender and one cook. Last night the Pistons were playing in a play-off game, AND the men's softball team decided to come in for drinks--and some of them for food. At LEAST twelve of the tables were packed, and it didn't let up for at least two hours. Every time I turned around I was bombarded with food and drink orders, or one table left and people sat in their place so I was forced to bus the table. It was really rather absurd, and I'm not sure how I got through it without collapsing. I'm really lucky I'm not one of those waitresses that will cry and throw my apron down as soon as something like this happens (luckily I have more self-control, and I would never leave that mess for someone else to deal with alone), because otherwise I would have been a wreck last night.

Tonight I made enchiladas and Spanish rice for dinner--so yummy. I'm really looking forward to going home now, because the smell after I cook something, leave, and then come back makes me really happy. It makes me feel like the place is lived in and happy. Hestia's been completely having her way with me since I moved in *grins*

Now I must be heading out. I wanted to try to find something before the computer lab closes.