I quit the job that I didn't make shit for tips at. Actually I just stopped showing up, so I guess they fired me. Anyway. I couldn't stand the girl who said "hella" all the time. I couldn't stand the fact that we didn't get breaks. I couldn't stand the fact that I wasn't allowed to wear tennis shoes when I was on my feet all night. I couldn't stand the music they played. I kind of regret not quitting dramatically. I wish I'd thrown a tray full of drinks or something. Because I'll probably never have a job that I care so little about again.
God is punishing me now. I swear, the moment I decided I wasn't coming back, my throat started bothering me. When I woke up the next day, I was coughing up gross stuff and BLOOD. Sadly, not as dramatic as it sounds. I also have: a headache that hasn't let up much since that morning; vertigoes, every time I stand up, and sometimes when I'm not standing up, which is probaby a result of; congestion throughout my head, including my ears.
Bitch bitch bitch.
Nothing makes me happier.
I also started having nightmares that I can't remember again, but that is probably unrelated, as they started before I even started the job. I wake up scared out of my wits, but I can never remember why.
It occurs to me, in the paranoid recesses of my mind, which is in reality all of my mind, that it is not a good idea ot keep a box of flatware and kitchen knives at the foot of my bed. One of the many many intruders who make their way through my room on a nightly basis might one day find them. And it would break my heart to find my kitchen knives have been stolen.
In other news, I told the friend who I plan to marry that we should get married. He seemed pretty amenable to the idea. So maybe come Spring I'll move to LA and live with him off of his loaded parents and stay high all day and never sleep or dream or speak or go home again.
In still other news, today I researched Comer schools <http://info.med.yale.edu/comer/about_comer.html> and Washington state reading, writing, and communication benchmarks <www.k12.wa.us/curriculuminstruct/ealrs.asp>. I was amazed to find myself absorbed with it, then I realized that I was just organizing and reorganizing, not actually reading anything.
I think this is my longest journal entry EVER.
God is punishing me now. I swear, the moment I decided I wasn't coming back, my throat started bothering me. When I woke up the next day, I was coughing up gross stuff and BLOOD. Sadly, not as dramatic as it sounds. I also have: a headache that hasn't let up much since that morning; vertigoes, every time I stand up, and sometimes when I'm not standing up, which is probaby a result of; congestion throughout my head, including my ears.
Bitch bitch bitch.
Nothing makes me happier.
I also started having nightmares that I can't remember again, but that is probably unrelated, as they started before I even started the job. I wake up scared out of my wits, but I can never remember why.
It occurs to me, in the paranoid recesses of my mind, which is in reality all of my mind, that it is not a good idea ot keep a box of flatware and kitchen knives at the foot of my bed. One of the many many intruders who make their way through my room on a nightly basis might one day find them. And it would break my heart to find my kitchen knives have been stolen.
In other news, I told the friend who I plan to marry that we should get married. He seemed pretty amenable to the idea. So maybe come Spring I'll move to LA and live with him off of his loaded parents and stay high all day and never sleep or dream or speak or go home again.
In still other news, today I researched Comer schools <http://info.med.yale.edu/comer/about_comer.html> and Washington state reading, writing, and communication benchmarks <www.k12.wa.us/curriculuminstruct/ealrs.asp>. I was amazed to find myself absorbed with it, then I realized that I was just organizing and reorganizing, not actually reading anything.
I think this is my longest journal entry EVER.
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-slamming head against monitor,
Dave
you should check out the thread i started in the Hook-up section.