Isn't it funny, how you can have fantastic sex and swear that it's the best sex you've ever had, but if you say it all the time, is it possible? Shouldn't it get to a point where it doesn't get any better? Or does it always just seem like the best sex ever... Maybe I just get laid too often. Or maybe me being A.D.D. just makes me forget the great sex I've had before, so those times when I said it was the best sex ever don't count?
Sorry, if you don't want to hear me ramble about sex, don't read
And, can I just say (this is the last of it, I swear) that the same fantastic sex, as previously discussed, is the best cure for insomnia? One can only take so much before the body really just needs to sleep for a few hours
Ok, I'm done.
Work Friday and today sucked. I had a table tonight, of teenagers. The last table of teenagers I had, on Friday, left me twenty-two cents on a forty one dollar tab. This table made me nervous. I thought, surely these kids will be different. They were really nice, really polite, and left me two dollars on fifty-seven. Fuckers. I give up... From now on, I'm age-ist. I discriminate against young people. They don't tip, the assholes, and they aren't getting good service from me anymore. Tables full of kids are going to the bottom of my to-do list, no matter how busy I am.
If you can't tip, or don't know how to tip, don't go out to eat. I spent all day at work today. Eleven in the morning until nine at night, and made sixty-seven dollars.
I'm bitter.
But, aside from that, I had taco bell for dinner, and it was really good. And, now, I'm going to go read, take some pills, and pass out.
G'Night kittens.
Sorry, if you don't want to hear me ramble about sex, don't read
And, can I just say (this is the last of it, I swear) that the same fantastic sex, as previously discussed, is the best cure for insomnia? One can only take so much before the body really just needs to sleep for a few hours
Ok, I'm done.
Work Friday and today sucked. I had a table tonight, of teenagers. The last table of teenagers I had, on Friday, left me twenty-two cents on a forty one dollar tab. This table made me nervous. I thought, surely these kids will be different. They were really nice, really polite, and left me two dollars on fifty-seven. Fuckers. I give up... From now on, I'm age-ist. I discriminate against young people. They don't tip, the assholes, and they aren't getting good service from me anymore. Tables full of kids are going to the bottom of my to-do list, no matter how busy I am.
If you can't tip, or don't know how to tip, don't go out to eat. I spent all day at work today. Eleven in the morning until nine at night, and made sixty-seven dollars.
I'm bitter.
But, aside from that, I had taco bell for dinner, and it was really good. And, now, I'm going to go read, take some pills, and pass out.
G'Night kittens.
it means so much to me!
♥