Friday? I don't even know what Friday was really. My odd 12:30 to 8 became a...11:45 to 8 since I had to cover for *insert random girl's name* since he is still out with a bum knee. Usually, we'd have no problem with that...but he hasn't called in sick recently and no one is able to raise him through standard forms of communication. Needless to say, we're unimpressed with three of the four new people. Whether they quit outright, fail to call in sick and never show up or simply don't care. However, the last one still works.

Today was a good day off. Pyro and I say Hellboy 2 which was every bit the better film than the first one. Also, something primal about Selma Blair(mmmmmmmm, Selma Blair) popping the thumb break on her Glock 17 during the final fight. I probably missed some very subtle injokes in the Troll Market since I haven't seen Pan's Labryth yet. Probably a beastie from that film floating around the market....

"I'm not a baby, I'm a tumor."  

I also picked up the 5th edition of the 40k rulebook...Dave sucked me in to getting the Line of Sight Marker...which was totally worth it. I'm a little worried than Jen is aware of plans Mark has for my birthday...of course, we did the same thing with Mark, asking Jen what would be the best fit for what he had...that was hard...since, ya know....Mark is the guy who bought the Battle Company.

Close Sunday...Monday off for Tuesday Inventory...finally. I don't have to work into an Inventory...Predictably Wednesday off...with Thursday-Sunday full tilt.  

"In Bruges" was just as good as I thought it was. I pretty much called it as a dark hitman comedy with awesome performances from all involved. Even Ralph Finnes and he was only really in the last half hour. Oh, subtitles are a must...I don't even know what Colin Farrel is saying half the time, but this is usually.

...Grace asked to switch shifts with her today. Nope. Didn't happen. Sure, I'd get Sunday off which would be nice for Pyro's Grad thing, but it'll be over by the time I work anyway....and come on, I've done enough Saturday shifts. I can have a few off in a row....

Staci called me after and wondered if I took Grace's shift. I informed her no. She hung up on me. I didn't put too much thought into it as Staci can get a little grumpy from time to time...(Happy Feet PJ Bottom's notwithstanding...Yeah, that made no sense, I just thought about them because she wore them as I was leaving after I hung out with Mark on Thursday.) Staci called back a while later and apologized for being so blunt. She'd only slept an hour the night before and had a pretty crappy morning. She wasn't mad at me...and apparently, she swore in front of a customer during our conversation while taking on her phone (I no longer answer calls from work on Saturday.)

...Yeah, that went nowhere. I just wanted to have that story down for no reason at all...

Wait, did my Rival openly declare feelings for Staci and now she's shunned him? Really, I don't know how to feel about that. Oh, Staci did mention him in passing Friday morning...since apparently we have the same birthday, the same astrological sign yet are complete opposites. Staci is into astrology. Claims I'm more like a Libra or whatever. I chalk that up to being born early. I was supposed to be born in October. She said that would make more sense.

Yeah, I got nothing else. I already got Dark Knight tickets. I accidentally ordered two...since I ordered them at the same time as Hellboy tickets. Saint was my Plan A...but she's already going with other friends to an IMAX showing. Plan B is Pyro...B is for Brother...Saint came up with plan C...Confidential to family members...also known as Plan OMFG...She wants me to invite Dani. Sure....Right. Whatever. It's worth a shot...Hey, she likes Heath...

-Cleric