Sleep is for the weak

Alright, since I'm awake and not actually at work (yet), I figured a little update into the life and times of one George Perry was in order. Right, here it goes.
You can sleep when you're dead, or at least that's what I've come to believe is the motto of those that work at Cheeseburger in Paradise. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I hate my job, because I don't, the people I work with are great, my managers are caring and understanding, and the money is great, but the whole going to bed as the sun comes up thing, is starting to wear thin. Fortunately, in about 2 weeks the hours are going to be changing, and watching the sun set and then rise will come to an end.
In other news...summer classes suck. Not that I'm taking any mind you, but April, my wonderful and lovely girlfriend, is, and I think we've both agreed that it blows. But it'll be over in a month, so I'll just drink some water and drive the fuck on (that one was for you Brad).
Alright, I think that's enough updating, but don't worry, I'm getting better about coming on here and giving you all a little peak into the world that is George. Latah.

Clear!

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you this brief announcement. Finals are over. We now return you to One Life to Live.

Just Another Day in Paradise

Well, the opening of Cheeseburger in Paradise has come and gone, and I for one am exhausted. Between a solid week of training, learning 60 odd new drinks, and studying for finals in the midst of all that, I am bushed.
Opening night was insane. The store did over 20 grand...10 of that was from the bar. The liquor mix, 51%, is kinda illegal if we do it all year. With 6 bartenders, I still walked with over 200 bucks...crazy. But, I do have the next two days off before I have to work on what will probably be the craziest Friday bar shift I've ever worked. Can't wait.
In other life news, April's birthday has come and gone, and while it didn't go as we would have liked, we did get to see each other on her birthday, so her "birthday curse" has been broken, which really only leaves the Cubs to break theirs. C'mon guys, get it together.
So yeah, that's been the last 3 weeks of my life, and tomorrow I'll be done with the whole school thing and can get down to writing, working, and seeing my sweetness. Should be a good summer.