So I've decided to finally say fuck it to new york winters and run off to Miami to bartend for about three months. If you know anyone at all who may be looking for a roommate for three months who doesn't mind my lovely little buppy (all of 35 pounds). She is kind of a pain because she likes to sleep under the covers when you crawl into bed, but aside from that is over her chewing phase.
I doubt that work will be that hard to find since I do have NYC bartending experience for 3 years. However, if anyone has any leads on that I would also appreciate it.
I would prefer not to have a car but have been told that south beach is the only area I can get away with it.
I will be flying there from November 2nd through the 5th or 6th. I'm getting tickets tonight.
Any advice would be appreciated.
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"Sitting in a pool of your own piss, with underwear and a big fat lazy gun."
You know, it's funny how much little girls can really get under my skin. Not necessarily little in stature, but in the sense of common sense, intelligence and all things that most people hold dear. I am not one to really pick fights, but when a small little girl has the audacity to question my status as whore, due to a few half-thought meanderings in my journal..well, it's really all too much.
I would say this: for all you know of me, which is little, and all I know of you: your midnight raping of my friend, your firestarter breath while pretending to be the sober non-alcoholic you claim to be, and your continued clawing at her resilience like it's your last breath of fresh air.
For you, I will stick a big fat loser sticker on your head. Or better yet, in the air above it since your brain has shrunken you to the size of a small midget, with all your value on society today. Bitter? Nah...Though I am sick of your peonic ramblings because your jealousy on attention on subjects other than yourself is ...
There's that whole idea that we have to spend our birthdays every year in a perpetual state of contemplation; judging the past year for our accomplishments, mistakes, and the justification that we have survived another year.
For me this birthday is especially signifigant especially considering I was in surgery 8 years ago, went through my last one 7 years ago, and somehow my heart keeps beating on.
Granted the last couple weeks have been crazy in my life; not for an addiction to drama but a refusal to stand in stagnation. I will most likely be quitting the gym within the next few weeks. My vacation is November 2-9th and I will hopefully not be returning after that. I have a few friends here; people who will watch my back when everyone else is stabbing it. From a sales standpoint I will never be good enough to sell anything unless I believe in it, and more importantly believe in the company. Crunch, as I have stated before, runs pretty much like most businesses, except that there is an obvious disregard for both the employees and the members (see no air conditioning for two summers for further validation). As long as people are ...
