bye bye baby bye bye
i've neglected both this journal and the corporeal one so long that i'm a bit embarrassed to start up again. i've spent the better part of the last three weeks hostessing at la dolce vita on murray hill. the boss likes to yell and make irrational demands, but everyone else is lovely. i'm still hoping for a library job, and will probably have to quit this one anyway once i start working on grad school applications and have no time to sleep.
this week is the feast of the assumption, which, as i'm sure all clevelanders know, means the hill turns into a sardine can reeking of pesto and booze. in two hours i'll be on the other side of the counter, hating everyone who shows up. i will make exceptions for friends, though, so if you don't hate crowds as much as i do you should definitely come up and have a cannoli. the place across the street is, for some bizarre reason, selling gyros, so you can get your greek fix as well (though i'm holding out for the mayfield greek festival next week).
sunday i'm moving my sister in and sleeping in my old bed, which is now kyle's, due to the prescience of the random housing lottery. there may even be more pierogies, since there are a dozen (handmade by myself and the lovely meredith) sleeping in my freezer, waiting for more visitors.
this week is the feast of the assumption, which, as i'm sure all clevelanders know, means the hill turns into a sardine can reeking of pesto and booze. in two hours i'll be on the other side of the counter, hating everyone who shows up. i will make exceptions for friends, though, so if you don't hate crowds as much as i do you should definitely come up and have a cannoli. the place across the street is, for some bizarre reason, selling gyros, so you can get your greek fix as well (though i'm holding out for the mayfield greek festival next week).
sunday i'm moving my sister in and sleeping in my old bed, which is now kyle's, due to the prescience of the random housing lottery. there may even be more pierogies, since there are a dozen (handmade by myself and the lovely meredith) sleeping in my freezer, waiting for more visitors.