merely talk

Went to the Hollywood last night with a big group of great people. They were showing Mean Girls and Stepford Wives. It's been ages since I've been to that wonderful theatre. I can't even remember the last time I was there. The movies were good. Mean Girls was the better, but Stepford Wives did make me laugh. And I like the idea of how it satires some men's inability to cope with stronger, smarter, more powerful women. It kind of lost steam at the end though, but I still enjoyed it. And it had a great cast. I know a lot of people don't like Nicole Kidman. The little plastic girls behind us kept commenting on how she looks like a rat. But I'm a fan. I think she's a good actress, and if she lays of the Botex she is very, very pretty.

Before the movies Anna and I headed to the pizza joint across the street. They were out of Veggie slices, but they were just making a new pizza, so it was only going to be a 5 minute wait. Anna ate her slices and we chatted with other customers and the staff. And then I watched as the guy messed up the veggie pizza while taking it out of the oven. So they had to make a whole new one. Which kinda sucked. The line up at the theatre was already hella long, and we were meeting with 8 other people, and were worried about sitting together. Anna went ahead and I waited. They ended up giving me a free somosa because I was so wonderful and waited, and I ate one slice while I waited in line, and then snuck the other one in, and ate it while waiting for the movie to start. It wasn't the way I would have chosen to eat my dinner, but it was damn good pizza so it was worth the wait.

In the break between the movies, I noticed I had a message from one of the families I work with. I called back, and found out yet another thing has gone wrong with this job. I really wish things would become stable. Cause right now I'm not getting the hours I was promised, or the wage, and any hope of me having any money saved after this is pretty slim. I seriously made more working part time as a sales girl then I do doing this. And then I didn't have to worry about buying gas, or driving around the entire lower mainland. I'm just saying.

It's just weird. If what I'm going through right now is the so-called "Real World", I'd gladly go back to school forever and working part time in a job far removed from my chosen career. I was happier then. And even though I was stressed it had nothing on this. I'm losing sleep and weight, and I'm unhappy about both. (I know technically I should be happy about the weight, cause this last 10 pounds has been the bane of my existence for the last year, but it's coming off too fast and in an unhealthy way...it's not good if the only food I do eat is crap like Ice Cream and cookies and then my skinny jeans, not only fit but are loose....)

Anyway, I get to deal with the fall out of the families announcement today. Should be a joy. I wish I could say more, but I'm trying to make a real effort at this whole confidentiality thing.