nothing in perticular

Aug 21, 2005 02:52

oh god how the tables returned...go from shitty as job to executive Chef of the penthouse club....get a fat salry.do what ever the fuck I basically want to do in the kitchen as far as food goes...yeha.

nice. financial woes are at bay...and actually met a really cool person there into Bukowski and Bourooughs ad shit, after she bought me a Guiness.....writes, does art, hmmm.....the place isnt filled with Bimboes.Ill be damned...

plus,

there is nothing so cooler then to walk out and have the DJ play "Lust For Life" and watch some smokers burn up to the almighty Iggy....now THATS a turn on...and all I can do now is gloat,think about that dancer staring me in the eye with that seductive look, and crack her hand across her ass as the line goes "....Im worth a million in prizes" from said song...thats definate hardon matierial......

oh thank youuuuuuuugod.
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