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in the interest of journalistic integrity i've decided to include more juicy and not so juicy tidbits about myself in this journal. never fear i will still indulge myself in the occasional flight of whimsy and unfortunatly still include some of my poorer choices in the game of sexual roulette. with that being said lets begin...
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well i work in an aquarium, not that great sort of public aquarium with all the great big tanks of fanciful fish, but the pet store type with the little tanks full of fanciful and not so fanciful fish.
sorry dysphunkcional. i do this full time tuesday thru saturday. at my last aquarium i only worked tuesday thru friday and was often quoted as saying
"working on the weekends is for suckers!"
this of course means i'm now a sucker. oh the things i've sacrificed in the name of money.i also go out on mondays and do housecall aquarium maintenance.this means i work six days a week, though usually only for about four hours on mondays. naturally i'm a bit crabby about all this but at least i'm finally paying back those student loans and credit cards. woe is the credit company foolish enough to give me credit whilst i was still unmitigated fool of a youth. or is that woe is me?
i've spent the last few weeks rebuilding my employers other aquarium. this means i've been crawling under aquriums and behind walls of aquariums and redoing plumbing in the most cramped conditions imaginable. it's a good thing i'm not claustrophobic or afraid of spiders.
well that's enough for now. i promise you next time i won't bore you with my professional details. i've got to run and get ready. today i and a group of other crazy kids are going to the race tracks to gamble on the ponies. i'm thinking it's a good day for my panama hat and white suit. maybe a fake mustache too. i'm channeling the ghost of Beauregarde Boatworthy, southern gentlemen. either that or colonel Sanders, i'm not sure.
in the interest of journalistic integrity i've decided to include more juicy and not so juicy tidbits about myself in this journal. never fear i will still indulge myself in the occasional flight of whimsy and unfortunatly still include some of my poorer choices in the game of sexual roulette. with that being said lets begin...
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well i work in an aquarium, not that great sort of public aquarium with all the great big tanks of fanciful fish, but the pet store type with the little tanks full of fanciful and not so fanciful fish.
sorry dysphunkcional. i do this full time tuesday thru saturday. at my last aquarium i only worked tuesday thru friday and was often quoted as saying
"working on the weekends is for suckers!"
this of course means i'm now a sucker. oh the things i've sacrificed in the name of money.i also go out on mondays and do housecall aquarium maintenance.this means i work six days a week, though usually only for about four hours on mondays. naturally i'm a bit crabby about all this but at least i'm finally paying back those student loans and credit cards. woe is the credit company foolish enough to give me credit whilst i was still unmitigated fool of a youth. or is that woe is me?
i've spent the last few weeks rebuilding my employers other aquarium. this means i've been crawling under aquriums and behind walls of aquariums and redoing plumbing in the most cramped conditions imaginable. it's a good thing i'm not claustrophobic or afraid of spiders.
well that's enough for now. i promise you next time i won't bore you with my professional details. i've got to run and get ready. today i and a group of other crazy kids are going to the race tracks to gamble on the ponies. i'm thinking it's a good day for my panama hat and white suit. maybe a fake mustache too. i'm channeling the ghost of Beauregarde Boatworthy, southern gentlemen. either that or colonel Sanders, i'm not sure.
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::curtsey:: hehe i wish i was a southern bell.... okay i really just with i could get away with wearing those goofy big poofy dresses all the time and running around like i didnt have a care in the world. god i'd love to have lived then. without all the racism, male schovanistic machoness, and tea parties.
although i do enjoy a good crumpet every once in a while!