I quit the strip club
Yeah. It was a wonderful job, but I... could not... maintain that lifestyle. Could not. Too much eating, too much drinking... too many flighty, flaky waitresses that didn't last, was horribly managed, high turnover, and the bartenders made hundreds and hundreds of dollars while the waitresses made $80-$100. The clientele was great, my coworkers were generally great, but I just couldn't continue. I felt like I was outgrowing waitressing there when I knew how to do all the things the bartender was doing, and wouldn't ever be given the chance to move up into that position. But mainly, for my weight and my health, I could not maintain that lifestyle.
So I quit.
And acquired my first bartending position. Fuck. Yeah. It's a pizzeria/wine bar owned and managed by ITALIANS. Finally, some legitimate pizza! And I'm going to be bartending! I am a little doubtful... okay pretty damn doubtful... that I'm going to make what I need to make there, so it is at this point that I know that I need also to get back into the Slumber Parties thing. Because I cannot let go of the chance to get bartending experience. It'll be good either way.
Only one more month until I find out if I got the grant I applied for. If I don't get it, I might be totally SOL. I'm hoping and praying I get it. I need it.
Also, I'm doing p90x. And I'm not just saying so because I'm about to start, or have just started. It feels like I've just started, but I have just finished WEEK TWO. I've lost four pounds, and an inch off my waist already.
I WILL be at least 40 pounds lighter by the end of this summer. Pictures of me in Korea are going to look fucking fabulous.
This is the summer all of the puzzle pieces will come together. I will live, eat, breath, and sleep the puzzle. Everything I have yet to accomplish, is either going to be accomplished or facilitated by the end of this summer.
So I quit.
And acquired my first bartending position. Fuck. Yeah. It's a pizzeria/wine bar owned and managed by ITALIANS. Finally, some legitimate pizza! And I'm going to be bartending! I am a little doubtful... okay pretty damn doubtful... that I'm going to make what I need to make there, so it is at this point that I know that I need also to get back into the Slumber Parties thing. Because I cannot let go of the chance to get bartending experience. It'll be good either way.
Only one more month until I find out if I got the grant I applied for. If I don't get it, I might be totally SOL. I'm hoping and praying I get it. I need it.
Also, I'm doing p90x. And I'm not just saying so because I'm about to start, or have just started. It feels like I've just started, but I have just finished WEEK TWO. I've lost four pounds, and an inch off my waist already.
I WILL be at least 40 pounds lighter by the end of this summer. Pictures of me in Korea are going to look fucking fabulous.
This is the summer all of the puzzle pieces will come together. I will live, eat, breath, and sleep the puzzle. Everything I have yet to accomplish, is either going to be accomplished or facilitated by the end of this summer.