Friday, WooT!

Finally. A long week has slowly passed by, and now, the reward. Friday.

Work isn't really a great topic to write about. Well, for me it isn't, anyways... But since I know that none of you know what I do daily, it might be worth posting, no matter how dull or boring it sounds like.
However, after such a work-intensive week, today might be worth posting about.
Manwatching. Supervising workers in unsafe locations. Yup, that was me today. the guy watching all the action.
I was in the Ammonia plant, watching some Maintainance guys set-up and hook up a new exhaust pipe on Clark #6. A Clark is basically a giant engine that exists only to serve as a big-ass pump. In our case here, it pumps Ammonia. Lots of it.
These guys had to lift up some floor grating, crawl under the floor, and do some things. Nothing too special. Very mundane in fact. So mundane that I was nearly nodding off to sleep in-between entries. The guys would pop in, check something, and disappear for 10-15 minutes. In that hot and noisy building, I'm constantly being lulled to sleep. Why I can sleep in cars, loud buildings, or during stressful situations, I may never know. But it's easy for me to do so. Unfortunately, I have to be alert. So it's been a constant battle with myself, trying to settle for being halfway comfortable while still retaining alertness.
Check the gas-tech (Gas Detector), write the 'ins' and 'outs' of each entry on the back of the permit, yadda yadda yadda...
Today was so physically easy, especially compared to the rest of this week. However, I woke up completely exhausted today, and did not even want to move. Fighting against my desire to sleep was a real challenge today.

Despite my tiredness, I made a committment to take Stephanie out for dinner tonight.
I had promised her last weekend (or two) ago, and have since continued to be side-tracked by others into ruining our plans. She's been jealous that I've been taking Chris out, and Jamie out, but never her. Well, even though she's only 16, and can't drink anything, we still went out tonight. And had a blast.
We went to Boston Pizza (same place I take Chris to all the time), where we both ordered WAYYY too much food. It's hard when your eyes are way bigger than your tummys.
We sat and talked all night long, giggling like little girls, the both of us. Yes, people stared... ^_^
We drew pictures on a napkin, the theme was 'cute'. I drew a bear, then she drew a kitty-girl, then I drew something else, and she drew a Penguin (Jamie loves penguins BTW), and I drew a birthday cake, then she drew balloons in my bears' hands... This kept going on until there was no room left to draw stuff on.
I had one drink with something in it; some kind of orange creamsicle drink with vodka in it I think. She had the same, minus the vodka. I eated chicken parmesan, she ate a scallop-and-steak combo, plus all the side dishes we ordered on top of that. Came to a good chunk of money. 70 bucks covered the tip and the total bill.

Afterwards, she and I went to WalMart, where we bought Mouse Trap the game for Jamie (although it's 'for the family'), some pencil crayons (the reason we went there in the first place), and some make-up she snuck into the cart.
I looked like an idiot at those self-serve check-out counters they have. With no teller to do anything for you, I often wonder if it's possible that people are cheating the 'honor system' by not paying for stuff. I prefer to have a teller 'vouch' for me.
After a mini shopping spree, Steph drove me around. She doesn't have a licence at all, not even a learners. Laurie yelled at me the last time I let her drive me around, but...
Well, I'm just a bad big brother I suppose! >_<
I picked up some booze-a-hol for us to drink at home. Vodka and Whiskey, plus some pop. Steph drove me home, and after a 'shh, shut up! Don't tell Laurie I drove this time!' we went in, got on our PJs, then had a drink or two.
I gave Steph a leg and foot massage, then let her disappear upstairs so I could update this blog.

I'm so pooped, I can't even tell if I'm making any spelling mistakes or not! >_<

Tomorrow, Jamie and Steph, plus Cigi from work, are having a girls day out together. Steph has never met Cigi before, but I'm sure they'll be okay together.
Me, well, I'm supposed to be kidnapped by Scott and Eric tomorrow. I'm supposed to have some 'boy time' with them. Looking forward to it.

Oh, almost forgot. Yesterday, someone wrote on my truck, in the dust and grime, that 'I [heart/love] Cigi'.
Today, for a brief moment when I was sent to a job with her, Cigi wrote on duct tape and stuck it on my forhead. 'I love Cigi' it said, along with 'Sherritt Rox!'.
Although I have no feelings for Cigi, I believe she's cute, and I even told her so. Guess it's easier to tell the truth to people you don't care about, heh.
So, I'm thinking that she dveeloped a crush on me. I feel really weird about it, a little creeped out even. Usually, girls don't like me first. I'm supposed to be the guy with all the strange attractions.
Me, I don't look like those 'hot' guys on T.V., or even have a model face or anything. I'm just an average guy, a geek, who likes to blog a lot. My abs are hidden under a sheath of fat, and I have messy hair, big glasses, a broken tooth... Man, I dunno. For a pretty girl like her to flirt with me like this, it just feels so, wrong somehow.

I can barely see now. 11:41pm. Tired... Night y'all, and I loves ya too! Wish me a good day tomorrow, I need it! X_x