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it started at anas. talking with tess. don.

andy's house. molly. fragglerock, cod4, gta4. sleep.

acid. drip. dripdrip. drip. insanity. inane stupidity on my part. I was overtaken. ipod, couch, doritos, endless hunter thompson quotes, andy's therapy comment.

I'm in love with spruce. It's just the right place at the right time. The crew is awesome. FOH has their qualms with the galley, which I find rather unfortunate. I definitely prefer positive relations between the front and back of house. I wonder what catalyst could bring about the mending of the two. I feel Ben may find a certain healthiness is seperating the...
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I still think about her from time to time. The occasions on which I ran into her, after things didn't work...they were so awkward. Agonizing. I still don't know if she still liked me after the fact, and that it was a timing thing.

And I still wonder if maybe she just didn't want to hurt my feelings. Like she could see how many times...
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So I walked out of a job.

And it's not the first time I've done it. Though I rationalize that the first time I was working for free with bills to pay.

In the food service industry, this is highly frowned upon. It reflects poorly upon your work ethic, respect for others, and general principles of living. It also makes you a pussy, because you...
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$950 tax return, huzzah!

work in progress

Funny how the world has a way of amplifying relatively simple situations into madness with bizarre complications. First, the painful business.

Hostess #1. Either her head's all fucked up with the current situation to think about dating or she's letting me down easy, heartbreak kid that I am. While I'd love to believe the former, the insecure narcissist inside doesn't buy it. It's a cross...
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Just as quickly as it started, it's over.

There's a pit in my stomach. Life is a bit colder tonight.

This is ridiculous. I can't get her out of my head. It's like when you've played tetris or guitar hero for a few too many hours and it's the only thing you can see when closing your eyes. Burned into your memory.

For months I pined over her presence, saw my spirits soar with even the slightest smile or acknowledgment. As she beamed across the...
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being a sous chef is fuckin hard.

so I took over this job in the beginning of october and it's been a hell of a learning experience since. halfway into the month we got a michelin star and the books have been pretty full since. on top of it we've got staffing problems, my produce purveyor's been fuckin' up, my sexual frustration is at a...
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