Holiday Weekend and Summer Jobs...

So summer is here, and I am working for a temp agency. I have been placed for the summer at a construction company in Mankato and do their billings and such. It is okay. I have the 8-?? and that is okay, I am getting used to mornings, however, I would really like to leave at 5 when I am supposed to but never usually do, and end up getting overtime. Not that I mind the extra cash, but I need a life outside of work to.

Today at work the printer and I had a fight. I had one last report to get printed and then I could go home for the day and the printer decided that it would be tired and not print anything. It kept printing this report that we cancelled like 4 times then finally after yelling at it, making everyone in the office laugh at me, it gave up and I triumphed over the printer. I love the sweet smell of freshly printed victory.

I never thought that words such as tonnage and haul code, haul rate, material phase, or quarry would be part of my everyday vocabulary, but alas they are. But really it isn't so bad. I am getting to know some of the other ladies and it is getting a little more easy to come into the office, plus dance parties to Skakira (sp) in Barb's cube help.

This weekend went up to the cities to chill with ChaCha and KristinFriend. It was wonderful. Hit up the local lesbian bar where a conversation about whether the bartender was a man or women took place, still unsure. I seriously have no clue on this one. But he/she was winking a lot at KristinFriend, so Cha and I tried to convince her to take her/him home to find out and let us know. KristinFriend decided that she wasn't interested in finding out and the mystery was more fun so we are right back where we started, unknowing. Bonus about "Pat"/"Gabe" the bartender, awesomely bad drinks that make you wonder how you got home and how you got that drunk cause you only had two white Russians, well that you remember anyway.

Got laughed at in the parking lot because I had a conversation with Cha that went like this...
"You honestly think that I am drunk enough to think that I should drive home!?!" -the crowd in the parking lot laughed at me. Then when I said, " NO, I can't drive home! Now, drive me home bitch." (bitch was not used in a mean way) The crowd applauded and I hung my head and got in the car, lost a pack of natives, and apparently cried alot because I missed BestFrienda. Now I don't remember this I am taking Cha's word for it, but there was a phone call placed to BestFrienda that evening where I told him that I loved him and that I was drunk. (again, no memory, he told me).

Saturday did some shopping and a CSI marathon with Kristin and Cha (when she got off work). Sunday more CSI, some shopping, tired to go to the 90's but is was crazy (not in the good way), left went to the Rock where photo hunt was played and high scores were accomplished. Monday was more CSI then home to nap before having to go to work on Tuesday.

So this post is way to crazy long so I will quit, but leave you with pictures from my trip back to the NE.
Peace and love to all.