Update, Schmupdate
So, here I find myself, in Pittsburgh, PA, full of catfish, corn on the cob, and salade avec chevre. Content, yes, to say the least. I can't describe how great it feels to leave NYC for a while and disconnect myself from the unending stream of melodrama that accompanies being a superstar in such a sea of stories. That's right, you can all fuck right off until next Monday, bitches. I don't plan on answering my phone for any calls from 646, 212, 718, 917, 347, etc. until I absolutely have to.
So, yeah, I got fired from the Ace Bar last week. Partly thanks to Jaidee, but also partly due to my apparent "attitude problem." What??? You mean the fact that I hated that place and thought that 98% of the customers should shove it with peanuts and not complain about the bleeding...Hmmmm.....oh, yeah, THAT attitude problem. Well, I had been planning on quitting there anyway, so this is just the big kick in the ass, stop talking about quitting and just DO IT sort of firing I so desperately need.
Anyway, I'm in Pittsburgh now, and maybe, just maybe, I've given this place a bad rap. It reminds me a LOT of my old neighborhood in Birmingham, AL, in that the houses are of a similar vintage, the streets make no sense, and it all seems to be built into the side of a particularly unimportant mountain. But, hey, it only took me 11 hours by train to get here...
Regardless, I get to see my penny, and who could really find anything wrong with that?
P.S. Will - CALL ME, BITCH!!!!
So, here I find myself, in Pittsburgh, PA, full of catfish, corn on the cob, and salade avec chevre. Content, yes, to say the least. I can't describe how great it feels to leave NYC for a while and disconnect myself from the unending stream of melodrama that accompanies being a superstar in such a sea of stories. That's right, you can all fuck right off until next Monday, bitches. I don't plan on answering my phone for any calls from 646, 212, 718, 917, 347, etc. until I absolutely have to.
So, yeah, I got fired from the Ace Bar last week. Partly thanks to Jaidee, but also partly due to my apparent "attitude problem." What??? You mean the fact that I hated that place and thought that 98% of the customers should shove it with peanuts and not complain about the bleeding...Hmmmm.....oh, yeah, THAT attitude problem. Well, I had been planning on quitting there anyway, so this is just the big kick in the ass, stop talking about quitting and just DO IT sort of firing I so desperately need.
Anyway, I'm in Pittsburgh now, and maybe, just maybe, I've given this place a bad rap. It reminds me a LOT of my old neighborhood in Birmingham, AL, in that the houses are of a similar vintage, the streets make no sense, and it all seems to be built into the side of a particularly unimportant mountain. But, hey, it only took me 11 hours by train to get here...
Regardless, I get to see my penny, and who could really find anything wrong with that?
P.S. Will - CALL ME, BITCH!!!!
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
mercie:
oh well, i tried. punk.
kikka:
ooo i saw you on the hoodies site. and NOT ON THE WARHOL CAMS. *makes a scary scar face*