I made an insane amount of tips tonight. I feel like I walked in and robbed the place. …And the amount I could have sued people for sexual harassment… Geez. I could be a millionaire. Seriously. In two hours I paid off this month’s phone bill! Yay. I also got proposed to… He promised he was everything I’ve ever been looking for. Sounds promising.
I got back from the bar at 11:56. Haaaa. I rang in the new year eating a candy cane, being cynical with my bestest Markus and browsing facebook listening to The Decemberists. The midget called me from Ontario to say happy new year… she was drunk, so I doubt she’ll remember doing it… But I appreciate it anyway.
In about 15 minutes my house will be flooded with either 3 people or 20. Either way I won’t be impressed. I’d rather spend the next 8 hours sleeping, or 10 hours watching sex and the city then sleeping. and I think im getting a fever or something…ew.
Sorry my posts haven’t even been worth a 15 second glance lately. …Its a slump, i’ll pull out of it eventually.
OH ps - So before we leave… King gets me to sit down at my comptuer in a non-sober state of mind and says "Write e-mails to the three people you feel like you need to say something to badly." …He won’t tell me why. I told him I wasn’t going to send them, but he said he just wanted me to get out everything inside of me so that I could "enjoy the night"… So I write them, and he comes in and tells me he wants to read them. I go to the washroom and we leave. I come back and they are most definitely in my gmail outbox. …Fucker. (sorry mom - it was appropriate!)
