i'm listening . . .
to this mix cd that evan made for me. i just got a library card and am able to respond to people via internet. for those of you who don't know, i've just moved to milwaukee about a month ago and am living with my cousin emily rose who is a flight attendant and hardly home, but when she is we share a bed and make jokes about being incestual dykes. we think that's really funny and we do things for eachother like i make she brings me home food from the airline and i put coconut lotion on her back after she gets out of the shower. we have a really cool shower that is one of those oldschool 1800's bath tubs. the water is always a good temperature and it's the perfect height to shave your legs. i've been shaving every other day, which has been nice. before i was just like "whateva" and just did it when i felt like it, but the truth is that i don't like stubble at all. it hurts.
i'm having a really good time working at my new job at this fine dining restaurant. my general manager is tough on us like a coach, but also very just and i like that about him. he's also 100% mexican and i think that adds to the flavour of his personality.
i recently started dating michael who is a really cool guy. i work with him and thought he was cute from the first day i saw him. and what really drew me to him is how he waits on the customers. he's so genuine and truly cares about them. i just thought, "hmm, this guy has good character." so, i'm just getting to know him. we went out on our first date on tuesday, which was really fun. he took me to see "matchpoint" and out for appetizers and wine afterwards at this cool restaurant called truccadero which is said like truck-a-dairo. he held the doors for me and dropped me off while he parked and he even got me flowers! white carnations with hot pink edges. i was soooo nervous and i kept getting embarrassed, because he was paying so much attention to me, but then i thought i think this is how it's supposed to be. there should be room for nervousness and awkwardness. that's part of the sweetness of it. and my favorite part was holding his hand during the movie, which by the way if any of you have seen matchpoint it is not a romantic movie at all, but a "holy shit, what the hell!" kind of movie, and it actually made me feel insecure and i was sitting there holding michael's hand and thinking, "we should just stop holding hands right now cause of course nothing ever works out," but then i was like "whatever, i'm secure enough in myself that i know that i like michael and that's good enough for right now." hopefully some of you can relate to that.
hmmm, my cousin and i have been writing slam poetry. we're hosting a poetry slam for our grandma's 80th birthday in april. i think it's gonna be cool! oh, and we've been drinking a lot of wine and staying up late talking. something weird that's been happening though is i've been having total insomnia. i'm having the hardest time sleeping at night. major anxiety.
i'm having a really good time working at my new job at this fine dining restaurant. my general manager is tough on us like a coach, but also very just and i like that about him. he's also 100% mexican and i think that adds to the flavour of his personality.
i recently started dating michael who is a really cool guy. i work with him and thought he was cute from the first day i saw him. and what really drew me to him is how he waits on the customers. he's so genuine and truly cares about them. i just thought, "hmm, this guy has good character." so, i'm just getting to know him. we went out on our first date on tuesday, which was really fun. he took me to see "matchpoint" and out for appetizers and wine afterwards at this cool restaurant called truccadero which is said like truck-a-dairo. he held the doors for me and dropped me off while he parked and he even got me flowers! white carnations with hot pink edges. i was soooo nervous and i kept getting embarrassed, because he was paying so much attention to me, but then i thought i think this is how it's supposed to be. there should be room for nervousness and awkwardness. that's part of the sweetness of it. and my favorite part was holding his hand during the movie, which by the way if any of you have seen matchpoint it is not a romantic movie at all, but a "holy shit, what the hell!" kind of movie, and it actually made me feel insecure and i was sitting there holding michael's hand and thinking, "we should just stop holding hands right now cause of course nothing ever works out," but then i was like "whatever, i'm secure enough in myself that i know that i like michael and that's good enough for right now." hopefully some of you can relate to that.
hmmm, my cousin and i have been writing slam poetry. we're hosting a poetry slam for our grandma's 80th birthday in april. i think it's gonna be cool! oh, and we've been drinking a lot of wine and staying up late talking. something weird that's been happening though is i've been having total insomnia. i'm having the hardest time sleeping at night. major anxiety.