kloiterra

the day off
so i made it and i feel pretty good. the work is slow and easy, lots of standing around time, but i don't have to wear the polyester chef costume, i get to listen to cds all day and smoke whenever i want to, so it aint so bad. still feel kinda like a loser, taking this step back, but the lack of stress makes it worth it, and like i said, its just temporary. a new waitress started on thursday and friday night she told me "when you introduced yrself to me, i knew we'd date". was kind of taken aback by that, coming from an 18 year old ex cheerleader who shares my birthday. too bad for her, my heart is gift wrapped for another. she's pretty hot, but not really my type - she's very naive and inexperienced in the ways of the world, and she's one of those people that have a worried look on their face all the time. and just as i was at that age, a fake laugher- i almost called her out on it last night. "don't you give me that fake laugh; mister got a cold blue eye to cut through yr accolades". ah well, i don't date coworkers anyway. nor anyone i meet at that particular bar.
wish i would have written down my dream last night. usually do, but now all i remember is waking up, being puzzled by it and thinking about it until i fell back asleep.
so now i'm cleaning my filthy apartment, doing laundry, gonna take a shower after its all done. hoping all the while that mara calls me. unfortunately, tammie already did call me. she's gonna come by tonight to pick up a batch of her favorite cookies with her fiance. his name is ray. wonder if he'll be offended when i call him ray-ray. ha. she's still as much a liar as ever. i won't get into it here, falsehoods and drama aren't worth repeating.
its been one year and three days since i got arrested.
happy anniversary