Secret Addiction

Everybody has something. It is an interesting thing to say, but it is even more peculiar to hear. It is true, but for somebody to say that to you it sends both of you into thought about what your specific problems are. You know that the other person is thinking about the same thing that you are but you don't have a clue as to what it is. The strength of a person to be able to hide a serious drug addiction is impressive. But it also must indicate that the addiction is just that much more prevalent. Eating them away from the inside out. They physically can stop but mental aspect itself is something that that person must overcome. I have just read an essay on www.thisibelieve.org called A Moment of admiralble strength. It clearly outlines this concept. It is something that should not be neglected.

My pizza family

Work is work, stressful, hot, always something to do. We are all at a pizza shop. Most of the time we are laughing together and making jokes with one another. Occasionally though, there are times when it feels like your work is a jail that you will just never get out of. I am always in there taking care of my pizza family one way or another.This weekend however their bullshit hit an all time high. Our manager and assistant manager are dating and though the rumor chain i apparently said something about them so she has been acting very weird.
Saturday was supposed to work my normal shift of nine am to seven pm. Then at about two o clock i get a call from one of our employees saying he was going to be a little late tonight. Turns out he was two hours late. Then, not fifteen minutes later i find out that one of my employees is in Breckenridge with nobody too cover for her. So being at a higher position in the food chain i had to cover. I work a thirteen hour shift due the lack of planning / communication of my fellow employees. We don't even want to get into the drunken madness of Sunday. If you are in that condition when you show up to work i don't care who you are you should be fired. I sure do love my pizza family.

snow

I woke up this morning at about 7:30. I walked outside to have a cigarette only to find snow on my car. I was pissed. Why do we need snow, if i was god and had the option of creating snow or not i wouldn't. It makes everything cold, and all fun outdoor activities become no fun. Yes i know there is snowboarding, skiing, and ice skating. But i am really bad at those activities.
So when it is cold out i just want to go inside and do nothing. Doing nothing is completely and utterly BORING. I would much rather be in a place where it is permanently warm. However i am not encouraging global warming if that is what i am portraying. I just don't like the cold.

My Home

It was an average night on 48th ave. in Wheatridge, Colorado. Windows are locked up tight and my covers pulled up high. The time is about half past two in the morning. Some thing disrupts my slumber. Not a bad dream but somebodies voice was coming from my window. i get my mom up out of bed to check for me. It was a cop, my neighbor shot his brother and they could not find him. These occurrences happened occasionally where i lived. One would think that it would be silly to miss my old life.
But in reality i miss that neighborhood a lot. I cherish the memories of me sitting on the top of my fence with my best friend eating grapes. Playing in the street, trying to skateboard and being cooler than all the other kids on the block. i was more active then than i am today. There was always something to do. It seemed as though whatever bad that there was around me i could just shrug off my shoulders and stay innocent.
i drive by the old neighborhood occasionally. I look at my old house and the big air conditioner installed in the front. It looks absolutely terrible, but i can't do anything about it. This was my home and these were my neighbors. They are not any more. This really is just memory lane. i learned many of my morals on this little street. All i can cherish now from this place are my beloved memories.