“Don’t get mad, get even.”
Dec. 29th, 2002 01:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzYesterday was the birthday of the last person of my highschool I had stayed in touch with. Sort of. Last May she didn’t call me for my birthday and yesterday I didn’t call either. It’s not me to not call, but I realised it had been a year again since I last saw her and spoke to her. After her birthday a year ago (which I did visit) we never called again.
Last night’s work was…pleasant. All of the girls of Gonzales were there and I was in charge of the kitchen. With only fifty guests I could manage at my leisure and I did exactly that. Table one stayed until just before midnight, by that time everything was cleaned and set, even the bar, buffet and kitchen.
I woke up after deep dreams which I luckily can only half recall. At twelve thirty. Aw yesss! *Grins* And then I showered and dressed up like a complete idiot, wearing my “I’m weird, hug me” tee with pride. I feel wonderful when I look like a moron!
If you expect nothing but the worst, the worst is what you’ll get. I know better than that thin shell we wear every day.
So, now that I’m up and running, I might as well have breakfast. This Livejournal thing just like the story I’m writing about Tis is really becoming an addiction. With Tis, I just can’t wait to see where it will take me, even if I already know where the end lies for now. The story in a way, writes itself…
Last night’s work was…pleasant. All of the girls of Gonzales were there and I was in charge of the kitchen. With only fifty guests I could manage at my leisure and I did exactly that. Table one stayed until just before midnight, by that time everything was cleaned and set, even the bar, buffet and kitchen.
I woke up after deep dreams which I luckily can only half recall. At twelve thirty. Aw yesss! *Grins* And then I showered and dressed up like a complete idiot, wearing my “I’m weird, hug me” tee with pride. I feel wonderful when I look like a moron!
If you expect nothing but the worst, the worst is what you’ll get. I know better than that thin shell we wear every day.
So, now that I’m up and running, I might as well have breakfast. This Livejournal thing just like the story I’m writing about Tis is really becoming an addiction. With Tis, I just can’t wait to see where it will take me, even if I already know where the end lies for now. The story in a way, writes itself…
