Oh man. Where do I start?
Well, I finished my duty on night shift. Inventory got screwed up soooo bad in the end because of multiple reasons. However, I feel the main reason was the stupid idea to use the analyst that barely speaks english. Oh well, not my fault. Dumb bosses rule.
The trip back to Right Coast was pretty awesome as expected. It’s set in stone now that we’ll be moving back most likely in the middle of July. So I guess I should update that profile thing to say that we are way homesick and can’t wait for the next six months to end. Christmas was good. My family is totally bonkers. I feel terrible for my mom. Every time we go back I feel terrible when I leave because she is left there with no one to help her deal with the craziness. My dad does nothing but hide in his room, and my other brothers and sisters are so terribly lazy that it makes me sick. Except Whitney, but she gets up at 4:30am everyday to take Chase (her completely loser baby-daddy) to work and then she comes back and takes her two kids to day care and then she goes to work and gets home at like 5:30pm. She does this EVERY SINGLE DAY. Oh well, that’s what happens when you make poor life decisions. We saw most people we needed to see. Beau Beau at starlite and Fred at salvation. Gibson’s birthday was nuts, but bdays always are back there.
someone doesn’t update his blog enough…. *cough* MIAH….