taste sensation
Apr. 28th, 2005 10:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady71 glass milk
1/4 oz triple sec
1/4 oz jack daniels
Combine liquids in glass.
Use to wash down four ibuprofin.
Eat bowl of leftover homemade chicken soup, in bed.
Put heating pad on lower abdomen to ease menstrual cramps.
Prop self up with pillows to ease muscle pains of rather taxing week.
Man. I am gonna sleep a long time now.
p.s.
I made something just under 14% of my total sales in tips.
It felt like a lot less. I didn't have time to run across the hall to pee for six hours (by then, you know, it just hurts: it's not even having to pee anymore so much as just wishing to die). It was brutal, and people were mercilessly scanty with tips. Including some fucking Canadians who left me $3.60 in loose change (all Canadian, including a number of pennies) on a $40 tab. Thanks. I'm not sure whether they meant well or not. And to the group of 9 happy and shrill women who sat down and ordered $105 worth of overly-elaborate pseudo-Tiki drinks and made me run around getting them stuff, and then left me an $8 tip: Fuck you, and I hope your middle-aged overweight Girls Week Out or whatever sucks and you realize the futility of your existence. Who drinks Pink Lemonades? Honestly. You smug bitches.
p.p.s.
I decided to wear my hair differently, and put it up in a fashion I thought rather cute. Not one person commented. Obviously, I am not cute. I couldn't say why this disappoints me.
So I'm a little more on the same page as Yesterday!me, which is probably not a good frame of mind from which to begin to try and make her less weird. I think, yes, some sleep is called for. Thank GOD I have two days off in a row starting now, or I would have started just throwing stuff at people.
1/4 oz triple sec
1/4 oz jack daniels
Combine liquids in glass.
Use to wash down four ibuprofin.
Eat bowl of leftover homemade chicken soup, in bed.
Put heating pad on lower abdomen to ease menstrual cramps.
Prop self up with pillows to ease muscle pains of rather taxing week.
Man. I am gonna sleep a long time now.
p.s.
I made something just under 14% of my total sales in tips.
It felt like a lot less. I didn't have time to run across the hall to pee for six hours (by then, you know, it just hurts: it's not even having to pee anymore so much as just wishing to die). It was brutal, and people were mercilessly scanty with tips. Including some fucking Canadians who left me $3.60 in loose change (all Canadian, including a number of pennies) on a $40 tab. Thanks. I'm not sure whether they meant well or not. And to the group of 9 happy and shrill women who sat down and ordered $105 worth of overly-elaborate pseudo-Tiki drinks and made me run around getting them stuff, and then left me an $8 tip: Fuck you, and I hope your middle-aged overweight Girls Week Out or whatever sucks and you realize the futility of your existence. Who drinks Pink Lemonades? Honestly. You smug bitches.
p.p.s.
I decided to wear my hair differently, and put it up in a fashion I thought rather cute. Not one person commented. Obviously, I am not cute. I couldn't say why this disappoints me.
So I'm a little more on the same page as Yesterday!me, which is probably not a good frame of mind from which to begin to try and make her less weird. I think, yes, some sleep is called for. Thank GOD I have two days off in a row starting now, or I would have started just throwing stuff at people.
