Randomness

I love Rudy's. Which is good. I am there all the time. But, really, I love it. I've come and go- tried other jobs, but nothing compares to the fast paced, friend-filled, BBQ atmosphere of Rudy's. Maybe I'm just a nerd... but, seriously, I have worked other places and there is no place like Rudy's. Okay I'm really starting to feel like a loser going on like this. They really do work us hard though. Closing is so tough! One of the things we do is we have to put every single chair up on the tables, sweep, scrub, squeegy, mop, and then put every chair back down. Talk about a work out for the no-upper-body-strength girl.



That's a lot of chairs! Okay, it doesn't look like that many there, so just take my word for it. We also have to do things liek restock the trough of soda. Here's a picture of the beer trough. I dunno why I'm showing y'all these things. Oh well.



Lots of bottles. Lots of ripping plastic open and breaking down cardboard boxes and filling it with ice. Maybe I'm just a wimp.

Also, when we do have down time, we get bored and we chop our hands off.



Just kidding. But I do fall victim to the bored boy during down town and end up with my hand wrapped up in plastic wrap becuase it looks funny to the other bored boys. Haha. It really does look like I have a nub, though. My weird, flexible hands.

Okay, onto the next random subject. Even though I might rant every once in a while about how my cat, Sydney, is psycho (she is), she does have her cute, cuddly moments. They usually happen because she's meowing outside my door at 7 in the morning wanting to come in and I finally let her and this happens:



Aww. Kitty. :)

On a little more serious note, a lot of my time lately has been filled with me thinkign about my old friend, Jon Chatham. I was looking through my junior year yearbook and stumbled across his entry that he wrote. It ended with this, and I will hold onto it forever. Make sme so happy:



"I love you forever, -Jon-" was how he ended what he wrote. He probably wrote that in everyones, but still touches my heart:) I miss him. I miss the simple days.

Okay, well it is time for me to depart. I must tend to my bladder before it explodes, and tend to the little person named Brittany before she explodes because I've been on the computer for so long:)

I leave you with a kiss. Pretty intense one, if I do say so myself. I shared it with Craig via text message last night, and now I share it with you haha.



I really hope no one actually kisses like this.
Christi