So since i quit my job, i've gotten a really fantastic new one. I work for kitty moon cabaret. I bring people in, i make nights happen, i get 20% of the till and drinks. I split that 20% with kara, but it pays rent. and what i do is i make fliers, i put up fliers, i drink at the bar and hang out with everybody there, i leave at 2:30 after ( Read more... )

I quit my job today! in a very dramatic fashion, i pointed out the various shortcomings of my fellow co-workers. I took the stapler with me. Then I took a few phone numbers with me, and i called them and told them exactly what i thought of them. really it was only one, and i told her i thought she was gorgeous and then we talked for a while. it was ( Read more... )

i lost three months worth of training in two weeks. i'm not completely dead, but i can feel that languid laziness in my legs complaining and whining and asking me why i let myself go like that. what was i thinking? i have like, three months on most of chicago, and i slipped up and now i'm back where i started from, back where they started from. ( Read more... )

job hop ( Read more... )

i worked sunday night instead of going to go see rollerderby, like i maybe should have. i spent nine and a half hours washing dishes for coates du rhone, where my gee eff works. i have so much respect for all the dishwashers i've ever worked with. that shit is not easy work. they feed you alright, but at the end of the night, you don't want to even ( Read more... )

i had a great birthday. i'm still sandy in all the right places. i'm still a little sunburnt. i got a new tattoo.
i play spiderman at work. our conveyor belt is broken and all the clothes are stuck in the rafters with the strains of gospel and the heat. i climb up and retrieve them. i love this song. i hope it plays for you.