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a combination of the weather, the time of the year, and listening to the weakerthans' reconstruction site is making me miss my old apartment terribly. i miss the dark wood floor, and the pale green walls with the cracks in them, and my bedside table lamp, and my plants, and my orange and brown flowered rug, and my record player. i don't think i realized it at the time, but i LOVED that room. i miss two years ago. missing time is sadder than missing people. but i miss a lot of those too.
still in london, working as a receptionist at hostel 2, which is far superior to hostel 1. i went to france for a week, in an attempt to fanagle another 6 months in the uk by leaving and then re-entering (which i was granted, albeit grudgingly, by the overzealously interrogative immigration officer), and upon my return, i found out that i no longer had a job. which was okay, because my boss was weird and creepy, and it's difficult to work for someone you don't respect, and also, that place was really stressing me out.
so now i'm at a different hostel. that i accidently set on fire. my candles set the curtains ablaze, and the fire traveled at a frighteningly rapid rate all the way up to the ceiling, and it was the scariest fucking thing that's ever happened to me, but i ran out and grabbed an extinguisher, and then another extinguisher, and put it out.
i miss cleveland. i miss friends. i miss going to shows. im probably coming home in june/july.
i have considered doing some more traveling though... not sure yet ...
i recently applied to be a banana girl. there was an ad on gumtree that said "banana man wanted!" because a new juice bar was opening, and they needed someone to dress up in a banana suit to promote the place. so i sent them an email which went as follows :
Hi. I like Bananas. They are good. They are my favourite fruit. I have previous experience in the Banana industry, having eaten them from 18 months old. Given I am now 23, that’s a LOT of experience. Most jobs require like 6 months experience, I have 21 and a half. Who else has that? Seriously? I not only like Bananas. I like other yellow things too. This gives me obvious scope and perspective, and is a quality you probably won’t find in other applicants. Like looking really really good in yellow. I have a yellow t shirt. Some say it really brings out my eyes. If one t shirt brings out my eyes, imagine what a whole yellow costume will do. I’ll be selling banana juice by the truckloads. Clearly I’m the ideal lady for the job. i have attached a photo of what i would potentially look like in a banana suit. Please reply as soon as possible to let me know when i can don that big beautiful banana.
Sincerely,
Miss Mary Van Rensselaer
(ok, in all seroiusness, i am in fact interested in this position. i think it would be ridiculously fun to be a banana person for a few days, so i hope you'll consider me. cheers!)
they haven't responded, and they're fools.
i quit smoking. this is day 26 without a cigarette. i miss it. a whole fucking lot. but i don't want to have crappy skin and wrinkles and lung cancer. i'm trying to be healthier in general. i want to do some yoga and pilates. i do crunches and jump roping and lots of walking. i also have a few post-it notes up here at my desk that that remind me to sit up straight. they say MARY! BETTER POSTURE
still in london, working as a receptionist at hostel 2, which is far superior to hostel 1. i went to france for a week, in an attempt to fanagle another 6 months in the uk by leaving and then re-entering (which i was granted, albeit grudgingly, by the overzealously interrogative immigration officer), and upon my return, i found out that i no longer had a job. which was okay, because my boss was weird and creepy, and it's difficult to work for someone you don't respect, and also, that place was really stressing me out.
so now i'm at a different hostel. that i accidently set on fire. my candles set the curtains ablaze, and the fire traveled at a frighteningly rapid rate all the way up to the ceiling, and it was the scariest fucking thing that's ever happened to me, but i ran out and grabbed an extinguisher, and then another extinguisher, and put it out.
i miss cleveland. i miss friends. i miss going to shows. im probably coming home in june/july.
i have considered doing some more traveling though... not sure yet ...
i recently applied to be a banana girl. there was an ad on gumtree that said "banana man wanted!" because a new juice bar was opening, and they needed someone to dress up in a banana suit to promote the place. so i sent them an email which went as follows :
Hi. I like Bananas. They are good. They are my favourite fruit. I have previous experience in the Banana industry, having eaten them from 18 months old. Given I am now 23, that’s a LOT of experience. Most jobs require like 6 months experience, I have 21 and a half. Who else has that? Seriously? I not only like Bananas. I like other yellow things too. This gives me obvious scope and perspective, and is a quality you probably won’t find in other applicants. Like looking really really good in yellow. I have a yellow t shirt. Some say it really brings out my eyes. If one t shirt brings out my eyes, imagine what a whole yellow costume will do. I’ll be selling banana juice by the truckloads. Clearly I’m the ideal lady for the job. i have attached a photo of what i would potentially look like in a banana suit. Please reply as soon as possible to let me know when i can don that big beautiful banana.
Sincerely,
Miss Mary Van Rensselaer
(ok, in all seroiusness, i am in fact interested in this position. i think it would be ridiculously fun to be a banana person for a few days, so i hope you'll consider me. cheers!)
they haven't responded, and they're fools.
i quit smoking. this is day 26 without a cigarette. i miss it. a whole fucking lot. but i don't want to have crappy skin and wrinkles and lung cancer. i'm trying to be healthier in general. i want to do some yoga and pilates. i do crunches and jump roping and lots of walking. i also have a few post-it notes up here at my desk that that remind me to sit up straight. they say MARY! BETTER POSTURE