i have a myra in my bed.
i went to work 2 hours early. i HATE nyc subways right now. they seem to be broken in every way possible. how does it take nearly two hours to get from brooklyn to manhattan at 3pm on a saturday?
LAME
anyway, work was ridiculous. so frickin busy. we went thru all the supplies for today and tomorrow. we had to remake some stuff, and borrow from other stores for others. it was just insane.
helena came to see me at the end of the night, and we went to westway asfter work so i could eat and we could catch up. she is such good fun :-D
met myra down at midway (after the subway continued to be broken and totally useless in at least 3 seperate ways), and we had a drink or two. george was trashed, but that made it easy for myra and i to catch up on the past week. then we cabbed home.
i miss my boyfriend. it has been more than 48 hours since we communicated last and i'm getting twitchy. i am so damn spoiled.
speaking of my boy, he sent me THIS:
http://www.prontocondoms.co.za/adverts.htmwhich is FUNNY AS ALL HELL
myra and i were discussing the difference between fucking, sex and love. i've only made love to two people in my life (paul and schmitty), which is kind of sad to me. i think i missed out on a lot because of how paul broke me, and i didn't give a lot to the men in between because i was too afraid and didn't know how.
on the other hand, they weren't really trying to help me thru it, sooooo......
i should be asleep. bartend tomorrow night and basically work all thru the next week. i'll have 24 hours for the st. patty's day concert and then i'll be back to work.
woot.
life is ok, tho. i miss my girls. i miss my family. i want to go home for easter...