
I finally saw the pictures from Stacey Marie's wedding. I fucking cried. I wish I could have been there, it looked so beautiful. Work today was incredibly busy, ahh it was insane and Fanta (owner/"Mama"/main cook) was the only one there, so I had to do some prep, which was really gross, I haven't touched meat in years and suddenly I was peeling shrimp and baking chicken. It's a very matriarchal place and I like it. Kerry Leigh just called me and told me that Stephen Colbert was on NPR. She isn't that bad, sometimes. Stephen Colbert is fucking rad. Anyway. Work was fucking stressful as shit, I don't know how many of you have been waitresses, but when a table has 10 people, you feel like your head is going to explode. But I made 70$ in tips which is fucking badass, so I have more than 5cents in my bank account. I got home from work and found that Warhola bought me a new bath towel, matching poofy sponge thing, and a bottle of pomegranate mango bathwash. It made me so happy. And then he poured me a strong brandy drink and ahhh what a perfect way to end the day. He went to work, The Port of Call and he'll be there until midnight but ahh I'm nice smelling and clean and hanging out with Stephen Colbert on the radio and Archimedes. And my brandy. I got work off for when Thomas and Tony will be here, all the way from RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE to the first of Novemeber. Hopefully I will have enough money so that I can enjoy a whole week off, but I haven't missed a single day of work since I got both of my jobs, so they can fucking suck it. When August goes out to do his laundry I'm going to take pictures of the house for you lovelies. I'm pretty happy, getting drunk, but whatever the fuck, I don't give a shit, this city is made of functioning alcholics, or barely functioning drunkards, so you know what, I blend in. HHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH. I love NPR. and this awesome pasta I made last night with warhola. word. Pictures later, hot stuffs. What the hell do I name my house? Oh yeah, it's the factory. Goodnight.

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