sex and dying in high society
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starfrosting1. So much to free-associate about my new job but I'm so exhausted. Suffice it to say that:
a)it's basically as easy as pie
b)the chef takes shortcuts I (and Val, for that matter) would never take
but I guess that's okay cos the food's decent and it fits the point of the restaurant I suppose, which is simple and filling and accessible and production-based
c)I'm not emotionally or intellectually stimulated by anyone there,
which is to be expected I guess but in the past I've been lucky enough to not have that be the case
d)there's a chance that some of them might think I'm straight. and, you know, that none of them know I'm a guy. dommage. and yet, strangely funny
e)I miss Val so, soo much. I started to compose a letter to him in my head whilst working but because I'm sleep-deprived it's pretty much gone. I kind of need to come out to him I think
2. "A dozen yellow roses/ is all that's left/ in Minneapolis..."
3. G-ddamn sometimes I feel so fucking full of happiness, poised on the brink of some blessing that just keeps bursting off inside my skin. It's nice.
4. Oh, the trans studies reader that I forgot I pre-ordered 7 years ago somehow got forwarded down here, yay. It got a little rained on but it'll be okay. I've been thinking about it all day, burning a whole in my pocket. It's upstairs sitting on top of my covers now. I keep thinking about it in that way that you (I) do when you have a new sex toy waiting in a cardboard postal box that you want to unwrap.
5. If I go to sleep soon in theory I could sleep for 12 hours and still have a little bit of a day before ambling into work at 4. mmmph!
a)it's basically as easy as pie
b)the chef takes shortcuts I (and Val, for that matter) would never take
but I guess that's okay cos the food's decent and it fits the point of the restaurant I suppose, which is simple and filling and accessible and production-based
c)I'm not emotionally or intellectually stimulated by anyone there,
which is to be expected I guess but in the past I've been lucky enough to not have that be the case
d)there's a chance that some of them might think I'm straight. and, you know, that none of them know I'm a guy. dommage. and yet, strangely funny
e)I miss Val so, soo much. I started to compose a letter to him in my head whilst working but because I'm sleep-deprived it's pretty much gone. I kind of need to come out to him I think
2. "A dozen yellow roses/ is all that's left/ in Minneapolis..."
3. G-ddamn sometimes I feel so fucking full of happiness, poised on the brink of some blessing that just keeps bursting off inside my skin. It's nice.
4. Oh, the trans studies reader that I forgot I pre-ordered 7 years ago somehow got forwarded down here, yay. It got a little rained on but it'll be okay. I've been thinking about it all day, burning a whole in my pocket. It's upstairs sitting on top of my covers now. I keep thinking about it in that way that you (I) do when you have a new sex toy waiting in a cardboard postal box that you want to unwrap.
5. If I go to sleep soon in theory I could sleep for 12 hours and still have a little bit of a day before ambling into work at 4. mmmph!
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Date: 2006-07-02 02:01 am (UTC)I should send you a letter. See I kinda like my crappyish job where those no one too stimulating and the work is pretty easy. cus it leasves you witht ime to think, so much time that you start to go insane. So insane in fact that yoiu end up sorting out a lot fo stuff and also develop this freaky appreciation for the little things....
aaanyways. I hear you on the standards of cooking except replace cooking with hygeine. My boss doesnt wear gloves on the deli. this freaks me out.
Its ok cus she was given out to a lot. Wells.. I hope yer well. I miss ya dude. Ill just have to visit next year.
ps.
omg there are so many hot queers here.
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Date: 2006-07-02 03:02 am (UTC)I miss people talking about "giving out" to other people. We don't do that here, yo.
Write me a letter! My school address is:
box 2000
Vassar College
Poughkeepsie, NY 12604
and cos that's the one that works all year, you should write to me there and it'll get forwarded to me over here.
And yeah, come visit me and my boys in our house (!!) next year.
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Date: 2006-07-02 03:13 am (UTC)ahem./ I mean, dude, I love you of course I wanna spend some quality time with you and your friends cocks.
Ill write you a letter and shove some photos in it too. hoorah.
Aw. They dont unsderstand me when I say it's half 11 here either. and wheni take the piss. I might as well be speaking arabic.
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Date: 2006-07-02 03:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-02 03:20 am (UTC)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bAd7g-zBAzU&search=french%20saunders