Saturday, June 19, 2004

blah. i worked in bar 3 tonight and i only made $175. i should have made $250. fuckers. i will not recount tonights bad tippers, but i will mention two women from toronto. they were really nice and i was chatting with them and all that, i recommended the one on my left's margarita blah blah blah. so they pay me, and there is $48 in the check presenter. the bill was like $46.23. i seriously wanted to cry. i was *such* a good waitress to them, and they left me less than $2!! so. i went over to them and i asked was there something wrong with the service. they said there wasnt, and asked why. so i said "because you left me $2.. and thats less than 5%..." and i was like close to tears.. and the lady on my left is like "oh, its the last leg of our trip" all fast and im like "ok. um, i make $3 an hour." and i walked away. then THEY SAT THERE FOR LIKE 15 MORE MINUTES!!! and left $2 extra on the table. so i got about 10%. grr. i fucking hate canadians. i think canada should be set on fire. thanks.

so after work i talked to candace for a few minutes, and i told her about the chris break up (was it really a break up? we werent ever *together* but whatever) and she was surprised bc when she left for tey-has, i was really into him. such is life. she told me about gus gus and how adorable he is. then i met up with chris for some diner. he said he might come out to my party tomorrow. it wasnt awkward, so i think we will be able to be friends and go to westway and perhaps drink. he talked about my body a lot though, which kinda made me uncomfortable. like he asked me if i was wearing "the money bra" and he said that even without it i have a nice rack, and i was like umm.. yah. friends, remember? then he said i had the perfect girl legs. *sigh* i dont need you tell me im hot, ok? we;re just friends.

oooooh the silverfish! i saw it again. it crawled across the living room floor. how elusive it is. i cant remember the last time i wrote about a silverfish sighting. its fucking huge. i wish it would crawl on the wall or out on the floor again. it went behind the makeshift entertainment center we have set up in our living room, and there are like 900 cords back there.. so i am not going to go looking for it.

im kinda psyched for my party tomorrow. there is a chance of scatter t-storms (boo!) tomorrow afternoon, but i am SWIMMING. it is supposed to be 82 on LI.. i was going to wear my jean skirt tomorrow, but part of me wants to wear my pin-striped skirt with my new kenneth coles.. i could so rock that. wear my red bikini top and perhaps my red halter tank top? or just my regular red tank top? i wish i had a white one. well, i do, but it is a nightshirt.. its a wife beater. i could probably get away with it though.. hmmm.. that would be cool. i could get some usage out of the $80 shoes i bought! im not supposed to expose myself to the sun for prolonged periods of time on my medicine, it says i could get a serious sunburn from it.. eh. i guess it couldnt hurt to get some sunblock, but i mean.. the whole point was to get a tan. i dont want to have to wear sunblock! i already have a nice base tan, but i mean, kim will be back from a week in florida followed by a week of tanning on LI and then a week in puerto rico this week.. and she'll be all dark. so i will have to catch up. but the thing is, its too hot here! on LI, i can at least sit in the sun at my dads and jump in the pool, or go to the beach and go in the ocean when i get too hot. but nooooo, in central park i have to wallow in my sweat until i can go somewhere, which is usually home..

fuck. bug sighting.... it was a rather large silverfish. it is entirely possible that it was the same one i just saw before, but it would have had to crawl right in front of me across the florr to have gotten to where the one i just killed was.. which was alllll the way down our catwalk by the front door. so hmm.. perhaps there were 2. grrr..

anyway its like almost 530 and im tired so im going to bed. i have to get up at 1130 so i can call ryan and hop in the shower. i really dont want to shower, but i feel as though i should. maybe throw on some make up. wait, im swimming. no make up! enough babble. sleeeeeeep!!

nite nite!
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