Thursday I learned that my video card is kaput thanks to Fry's, so now I'll have to deal with ATI and they're warranty department.
I got my paycheck and found out that I'm now getting paid $12.00 an hour plus tips. For anyone not familiar with the restaurant industry, the norm for a server is minimum plus tips. So the expected check is normally about $140, and the real check was about $390. Am I complaining? No. Did I tell my general manager? Yes. What did he say? "Are you complaining?" "No." So apparently I got a raise. For what I have no idea.
So my media player came today, but with my new windfall, I'm going to take $100 of the extra and get myself the newer model. Yay!
After that, foogod and I went to Sweet Tomatoes for dinner. We figured since it was St. Patty's Day and this was a healthy restaurant, nobody would be there. We were wrong. The place was packed. So much so that the managers were actually seating people. If you're not familiar, Sweet Tomatoes is basically Fresh Choice but (as we learned Friday night) better. They have pitchers set out for large parties (or those like me who drink like a fish). Anyway, I could go on about this, but I won't.
We were then off to foogod's parents' house to see luna_torquill and the weasel. We hung out there for awhile and found out about "Snakes On A Plane" a movie to be released with Samuel L. Jackson that looks hilariously awesome.
Saturday I got up in the morning feeling like a cold might be coming on. Did I listen to myself and take the day off? Hell no. I spent the morning with Claudia teaching her the fine art of pitching slow pitch softball.
I went to the gym around 1:30 and worked out for about 1/2 hour, then went to foogod's place to chill and keep the cats company while he toiled with work. At about 6:30 he was done, so we went down to San Ramon to play pool with silverkun. We didn't know two others were coming, but the more the merrier, right? Anyway, we went to zakipu's place after to play poker and eat. They played something that didn't sound a whole lot like poker. I got thoroughly addicted to Guitar Hero for the PS2. So much so that I was there until about 2 in the morning. I stumbled into bed and thought about how much I would hate work on Sunday morning.
Sunday morning I woke up to feeling like hell, my uncle in Hawaii passing, and my parents making arrangements to fly out for the funeral. Needless to say, Sunday at work was kinda shitty. Luckily it wasn't too terribly busy and I got outta there at a decent hour. I came home as my parents were going out to dinner with their friends, so the girl and I stayed home and I crashed at about 8:30.
This morning I was woken up at 6:45 by my mother saying that my parents needed to talk to me. So we sat down and figured out how we were going to work out my daughter's spring break, going to Hawaii, me working, and the house remaining intact. All in all, it has been decided that my daughter will travel to Hawaii with my parents, but since my parents want to stay an extra week, the girl's going to come back on the Thursday of spring break so she misses a minimum of school time. This means that I'll have the house to myself and be completely free for a week or so. Unfortunately, this also means that my daughter's gone and will lose valuable practice time unless she gets some in with my dad while they're gone.
Anyway, as I'm feeling the effects of this weird head cold I've got, I'm going night night. Night all!