Thursday
My week in short:
MONDAY:
dead car = fixed car
Broken tooth = fixed tooth
Day off = sheer heaven
Parent calls = avoid call
TUESDAY:
temporary filling fell out = temporary filling fixed
Computer virus = computer dying
Out for drinks with Michele = a little looped
Offer of waitressing gig back = serious contemplation
Parent called = delete message
WEDNESDAY
Work = s.o.s.d.d.
Staff meeting = long and tedious and loud
Bar job = $$ for me. $ from dumpy! Got to leave early
Computer virus = computer dead
Parent calls = what phone?
TODAY:
Work, let genie out, pick up prescription, take a nap, eat dinner walk in a circle.
Parent calls = not home
FRIDAY:
Work, work in the evening…. Leaving early or late still up in the air…either way I don’t care! On to the weekend ………

monday
car.. didn't work
dentist.. much work and drilling
car.... jumped by landlord/hero by the time i got home at 11a.m.
carolyn... on the phone for emotional assistance and funny commentary on soaps..
nap... excellent and rewarding
compeedo... virus.. eating all things my time is limited
mel gibson on tv... i have religious views, unsure about sharing them
work tomorrow..... scourge
salvation of my evening.... the MIDGET BACHELOR show..some maybe midgets.. some may be dwarfs together they = fantastic tv.
i'm very tired
going to bed.
me

friday saturday sunday
hi
i had a really good weekend. not much going on but all is good. no greasy false onion rings.. it was genuinely good... i wish i could fabricate happinesses to share but i've never had the energy to want to live up to manufactured horseshit.. actually i find that kind of pretense hysterical and tiresome at the same time, like watching magic acts... kinda fun for a while but eventually you tune out exclaiming "what a crock of shit".
friday dinner with the ladies
saturday driving around a bit for fun... chinese dinner, listened to some records, watched tv.
sunday... dvvp came over he's terrific, as a human being.... he diagnosed my compeedo as having a virus. fuck. used my stove to make some chicken and squash.
monday. day off. dentist. eh.
i would love to have the balls to tell my mother to never call me again ever... she is out of her fucking mind and i don't wish to be bothered with her.
i know the website says the reviews were updated today and chris' new reviews are in the table but haven't yet been sucked into the website... maybe the virus at 'em.
so it goes.
i'll talk to you tomorrw....
thea