Job, sunday night

So I finally got myself a little job here. Babysitting... I start Thursday for one of Cale and Rhi's colleagues. Whom I can get along with great as well. Her kids are a 10 year old boy and a 6 year old girl. Basically I just need to be there for when they get home from school (12) up until the point there Grandma comes home at 5 pm. I get 40 dollars for it. So good deal I'm guessing. And it's going to be on a regular basis, so that will get me some extra money. That's all good.

Last night Amy (the mom I'm going to be babysitting for), Dave and Berkan came by after work. Rhiannon had already been drinking a bit seeing as in it would be her last weekday (or next day being one) to do so. I wasn't feeling to well. Had been throwing up the night before for no apparent reason. (I hadn't been drinking for a couple of days, so it couldn't be that). So I took it easy last night, for a while. I think I was the most sober person there. Around 4 am we all started to get hungry. So Dave and Berkan went out to get us some food. They came back with nothing because everything was closed. That sucked big time. But just then Amy had a brain fart and thought of..... Denny's. So we went to this other breakfast place that's a lot like Denny's and is open 24/7. I'm telling you a bacon burger is at it's best at 5 o'clock in the morning. Cale practically passed out in the dinner... funny. The lady serving us didn't think it was funny though, having 5 people drunk in the dinner. But what do you expect at that time. When you work that shift you can expect drunk people and coppers. Which were there too. Berkan had gone home already though. He had to be up in 2,5 hours, poor thing. But we had a blast. I finally lay my head down on my pillow by the time the sun came up and the birds were tjirping. And of course, woke up hungry 8 hours later....