It’s Saturday and this weekend is as boring as an Amish porno.
Let’s see…on Friday just as I was supposed to go to work for a rather odd shift, I get a call from my boss that I’m off; they cancelled my shift. I was both happy and angry about it cause less money for the paycheck. I mention odd shift because it was a mid-day shift, usually I’m either morning or graveyard. Ended up going back to sleep til I forgot what time I woke up. Was going to clean my room when I woke up cause I have junk all over the place…played Skyrim instead.
Turned in my last assignment for the summer semester, but I made a mistake. I thought my fall semester started next week but it doesn’t. Guess I have 2 weeks of no homework before it begins all over again.
I think my boss has it out for me cause she schedules me less and less but gives my stock partner, who happens to be pregnant more hours. As nice as it is working around only girls, I am subject to the hormonal dispositions of cranky bosses. Seriously looking for a new job with better hours.
On a gun related note…I was talking to a DoD (Department of Defense) contractor today about the DShK. The one I’m buying from my friend has a Czech model tripod which the contractor wants; he already has the Russian ones. More incentive to save up and buy the damn thing even though I’ve been rambling on about it for months to the point it seems like it’ll never happen. It ain’t easy when my income is slashed by more than half due to shitty hours.
Tumblr related note…yay for new followers. If that ridiculous webpage viewer count thing on the main page is correct, there are usually 900 to 1,000+ page hits a day. I kind of wonder if there are anti-gunners amongst the views, trying to find an image to turn into some stupid anti-gun meme.
What else…usually I talk about some random topic or my basic personal life in general. A while back in one of these posts I mentioned how my nickname in high school was “Gestapo”. My mom calls me a sadist cause when I was toddler-little I would attack other children on the playground if they annoyed me. By annoyed I mean they took a toy out of my hands. This usually resulted in my grabbing of a metal Tonka truck and smashing it over their heads repeatedly. Kind of explains my lack of people skills. I got scolded so much for being a mean and violent little kid that overtime I became withdrawn and shy as I got older.
Ah well I’ll end the post as usual…something further random and a hot girl’s pic lol. Since I’m making shit pay right now and can’t buy much in terms of complete firearms, I kind of want a tattoo, something Russian.