Gotta Get Away, Into the Night
Roundtrip air-fare to London. $199
I should be worried, perhaps, as my wanderlust is kicking in. My wanderlust is very rarely condusive with school; like Caroline's told me on many an occasion, you actually have to be in the state in which you are enrolled if you hope to ever attend a class. She's right, but Boston is a fun visit. North Caroline could be fun. Or Seattle. I've never spent any real amount of time in the latter two, but I do think it could be a welcome stay.
This could all be from the blood test, or it could be from chatting with Mark about my next visit with the sexual assault counselor. He broke up with his boyfriend last night, and other yarns of wrongness. Also in the vein, it could be that I had an enjoyable time with a boy, and now I'm thinking of reasons to make him undateable. I'm a friggin loon, but a loon with a second date today.
Blah, its prolly just a case of Boy.
I get the urge to be elsewhere sometimes, and I guess this morning it kicked in. I used to stare at National Airport when I would take the metro in from Phoenix's, and just think about all the different places I could go, with just the little money in my pocket.
Speaking of "little money," I guess part of it stems from the fact that I'm making next to no money at Friday's... its a lot of fun, don't get me wrong, but my sales were $65 on friday, before I got cut for the day. Its really hard to make any cash, even when you're pullin' down 30% tips. That still only leaves you with havin' to tip out bussers... a lovely 18 bones is fun and all, but not when it costs 8 in gas just to get to work.
Alas, I'm sure I'll find myself in better spirits after a ciggertte and some time alone in the car; after all, I do have enough dough to buy party supplies for Ristika and I, so I can't fuss too much. I'm just glad my money from school came, otherwise I'd be a complete pauper.
...
Puja just informed me that it's Rag Time at the Apollo for everyone. A quick guesstimate will confirm that it's all of my girl's rag cycle time... no wonder I'm pissy. That explains last weeks eating.
I should be worried, perhaps, as my wanderlust is kicking in. My wanderlust is very rarely condusive with school; like Caroline's told me on many an occasion, you actually have to be in the state in which you are enrolled if you hope to ever attend a class. She's right, but Boston is a fun visit. North Caroline could be fun. Or Seattle. I've never spent any real amount of time in the latter two, but I do think it could be a welcome stay.
This could all be from the blood test, or it could be from chatting with Mark about my next visit with the sexual assault counselor. He broke up with his boyfriend last night, and other yarns of wrongness. Also in the vein, it could be that I had an enjoyable time with a boy, and now I'm thinking of reasons to make him undateable. I'm a friggin loon, but a loon with a second date today.
Blah, its prolly just a case of Boy.
I get the urge to be elsewhere sometimes, and I guess this morning it kicked in. I used to stare at National Airport when I would take the metro in from Phoenix's, and just think about all the different places I could go, with just the little money in my pocket.
Speaking of "little money," I guess part of it stems from the fact that I'm making next to no money at Friday's... its a lot of fun, don't get me wrong, but my sales were $65 on friday, before I got cut for the day. Its really hard to make any cash, even when you're pullin' down 30% tips. That still only leaves you with havin' to tip out bussers... a lovely 18 bones is fun and all, but not when it costs 8 in gas just to get to work.
Alas, I'm sure I'll find myself in better spirits after a ciggertte and some time alone in the car; after all, I do have enough dough to buy party supplies for Ristika and I, so I can't fuss too much. I'm just glad my money from school came, otherwise I'd be a complete pauper.
...
Puja just informed me that it's Rag Time at the Apollo for everyone. A quick guesstimate will confirm that it's all of my girl's rag cycle time... no wonder I'm pissy. That explains last weeks eating.
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