Well technically...

SO...a lot has happened over the past couple days. But I haven't felt like writing about it until now, so I'm just going to dump it all on you at once. Enjoy!

1. I am so, so tired. Tomorrow is my first day off in three weeks, and I am so excited it's ridiculous.

2. I got a letter from my mom yesterday. I wrote about it on Myspace, friends-only, because I was really angry, and I didn't want to say anything I'd regret here, where anyone can read it. Let's just say that she disapproves of my "lifestyle" choices, and leave it at that.

3. Some really, really fucking annoying teenagers came into DQ last night and caused trouble and made lots of noise and swore repeatedly in front of small children for a good hour. Also, they gave the staff nicknames. Mine was Boy George. Even though I look NOTHING like him. I just look like a boy (duh. I TRY to look like a boy).

4. We have an employee who needs to GO. She needs to be gone, like, yesterday. Grr.

5. M says I act like a rabid squirrel sometimes. I think it's mostly the funny noises. He seems to find it amusing, though.

6. T (coworker) has come out to his mom and everybody at work and has a boyfriend. It's pretty cute.

7. I had some very, very strange dreams last night. I think they were influenced by a movie review I was reading shortly before I went to bed. The movie is called Eternal, and it's about a bisexual vampire, or something like that. That's the only explanation I could find for this dream sequence, and even so it only explains a small part of it.

The first thing I remember is being in some kind of renaissance-era building. It was obviously quite old because it was half-timbered and had exposed beams on the inside, and also I just knew it was old...I don't know how or why, but it was a dream. Sue me. Moving on...
This crazy lady (I think she was a vampire) had the corpse of some powerful (vampire?) ancestor of hers, and she was trying to do something to me involving this corpse that would give her more power. I remember ropes and electrical cords and a large crowd of scared-looking villagers. She was wearing black, and she looked REALLY freakin creepy. Somehow I got away from her, and then I was hiding outside the building, which somehow turned into a pub? and I was in this village where fat people (I'm assuming they were people...couldn't see any faces) were walking around in these weird outfits. They were animal costumes on top, with baby blue stirrup pants on the bottom. Strange and very unattractive.

THEN (no, it's not over yet), I had a dream about another Dairy Queen, which I have been to. And the place in my dream looked nothing like this particular Dairy Queen, yet somehow I knew where I was. It was basically just a big carpeted (!) room with an ice cream machine in the very middle. There was no discernible place for the electricity or the ice cream mix to come from. A bunch of people were milling around, and I was the only Dairy Queen worker in sight (I don't remember if I was wearing my uniform). All the cones and dishes either were missing altogether or looked completely wrong. The Brownie Earthquake dish was a little plastic pouch. I don't even know how I knew what it was. There was a little kid with a dipped cone (I don't know where the dip came from--I certainly didn't see any), and he was holding it kind of sideways, so of course the ice cream fell off the cone, and his dad picked up the ice cream and said "Now look what you've done!" and threw it at the kid. Also, I shook Laura Bush's hand (God knows what she was doing there).

Before you ask, no, I did not drink anything or partake of any illegal substances before I went to bed.