Aug 14, 2005 17:11
So remember that 'parapalegic' (ok so he's not really a parapalegic, just really really crippled) who wants in my pants? I think he's stalking me now. I can't sit outside Au Coquelet anymore, and he's even come in my work looking for me. Now I'm scared to go anywhere.
But I made a lot of tips today. And some yesterday. And now I have fifty bucks in my pocket and I want to go crazy and spend it all.
All my Irish buddies leave tomarrow (well except for one) and that makes me sad. today a Scottish guy came in and and him and Paolo and Brian all sang and were all Irish and Scottish accenty and it was awesome.
I smell bad and I'm gonna shower. Soon.