I Am Still Alive

So perhaps I have been a tad remiss in my blogging. Like 2 months worth of remiss. Blame Wackenhut, I always do. But seriously, I have been working so much lately that all I want to do when I get home is sleep. I worked 86 hours in this last week between That's Amore and Wackenhut. Yes, that's an eight followed by a six. You'd think I'd be rolling in the dough. Oh no, my friends, oh no. I am still as broke as ever. It is my theory that your bills will increase exponentially with your income so there is no way to ever get ahead. Of course my $160 ticket didn't help.
For those of you who I haven't talked to in the last month, I got my first ticket from the DNR. My dad is so proud!!!! It was for, get this, mountain biking on a closed trail. Yes, I, Jaime Bouvette, was mountain biking. I'm not talking patsy paved trails, I'm talking horrifyingly hard, asthma inducing, rock encrusted, steep incline, make me cry trails. And at the end of this torture was a not-so-happy DNR ranger just waiting for David (to be explained later) and I. I'm thinking $160 each is a little excessive for biking on a trail that was intended for biking but who am I to say?
Also occupying a lot of my time has been the drama that being a goddess entails. For some reason I am aquiring a fan club. For awhile I was dating David, who is a 31 year old adolescent. Cute though, GREAT arms. Fabulous arms. I miss his arms. *sigh* I'm not going to think about that. This actually ended recently with me texting him that he never needs to call me again. Yes, text. I suck. But when I call him he doesn't let me get a word in, with texting he has no choice. Also, I'm a huge weenie. Doing it in person was not an option, along with being a weenie I'm very weak.
And then there's Adam, my fellow Wackenhutter. Great guy, we have tons in common, very funny, scares the piss out of me. I'm not a relationship type person (I'm working on that) but that seems to be where this is headed. It honest to God makes me nauseus to think about it. I'm nauseus right now. I'm not sure if that's a great sign. So not ready to give up my singlehood after newly discovering that I am a Milwaukee goddess. Okay, maybe goddess is not the right word, but guys down here sure seem to appreciate chunky blonde girls. Take one of the cooks at That's Amore, for instance, who asked me out with this classic line "In June, when I get my license back and find a place to live we should go out" What??? Is that really supposed to make me want to go out with him? He is pretty funny though, that's almost as important as great arms. Almost.
This is going to have to be enough for now. I have to get to the gym before, you guessed it, work. I'm FINALLY off of 3rd shift though. I'll be working 3 to 11 Friday through Tuesday. If anyone freakishly has Wednesday and Thursday free let me know! I have to plan a journey to Marquette in the very near future. Green Bay should also be a destination, I haven't seen Trin's baby yet and haven't even talked to Julie or Dusty in months. I HATE living so far away from everyone!! Although living close doesn't seem to help. I haven't seen Sandy in literally a week. Yes, I still live with her. Okay, gym time. See you all very soon I PROMISE.