Onondaga On the Road and At Home

Thursday, January 20, 2005

At Home

It is wednesday night and I am sitting at home as usual. At the moment, I am dying my hair red, and anyone who knows me knows this also isn't an unusal occurance. But the thing is I recently got my hair permed and I am thinking red was a bad idea, I am thinking i am going to be seeing Ronald McDonald in the mirror in the morning. Did Ronald have hot rod red hair? It was either this color or Atomic Pink, but it has been pink almost all month, I don't wanna go overboard. I can be doing just one thing at a time, which is amazing for a person who is a disorganized as I am. I am writting, dying my hair, and watching kill bill vol. 1 all at the same time. And yet I can't bring myself to clean my half of the house. I have papers all over my desk, clothes all over my furniture and floor. My bathroom is pretty messy also, but am not making any effort to clean it. It sucks that no one is going to do it for me. I was just in Louisana this weekend, well not really the weekend, just monday morning. We, being me, my mother, her boyfriend, and a friend of mine, left my house in San Antonio at one in the morning and headed east. We got to the casino the ISLE OF CAPRI, at about seven in the morning. I drove until four, so when I was VERY TIRED. Now I start playing and I lose about five hundred dollars, which doesn't help my mood at all. My mom starts asking me what the plan was, of which I had none. I say "Let's have breakfast." Mom agrees and we head outta the casino. The only place to eat is a buffet. I paid for four breakfasts, we get seated and I got a plate and proceed to fill it with overcooked bacon and eggs and a doughnut. I went back to the table and I started eating. I got about half way through my meal when I take a bite of my eggs and something crunches in my mouth. I spit all the food out, and I inspect my plate. There was broken glass all over in my food. We told the waitress and she called a woman who I presumed wass a manager. She gave me fifteen dollars back, the price of two of the meals I paid for. This kind of upset me, here I am being served broken glass and all they do is not make me pay for it. So I took all the splenda and the hand wipes they had on the table. I felt a little better compensated. Other than that I had a good weekend.