OK, current schedule:
45-65 hours working for crunch downtown (near wall street and battery park)..If you want to join a gym we have the best facilities and coolest classes around. check out crunch.com to see.
15 hours freelance scouting.
10-12 hours bartending at this new private club (private apparently means you have to be cool enough to be on the guest list, which to me means you lost cool points already)
When I am not working, I have been shooting lately. For money of course. Or training with my favorite PT at the gym. If days were 36 hours I could actually have time to sleep.
I want to keel over.
time to sleep.
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Dudeman got arrested yesterday so that he would have to spend the weekend in jail. Alex and I signed the complaint for the warrant for his arrest last weekend with this plan to get him arrested on Friday so he couldn't post bail and had to spend the weekend in jail. When he comes back, he gets arrested and continues to get arrested until he doesn't get out.
We are the giddy girls right now, not having to worry about harrassment, at least for the immediate moment.
Background: Sometime during the first week of February I came home to find my dog hiding in my bedroom, shaking, while the entire contents of my apartment lay in shambles. Personal items, including pictures, were rifled through. The perp left his hat, later identified by my upstairs neighbor as being a person in attendance of a small soiree. He also fed my dog a can of dog food, and popped a movie I had into the vcr and watched it for a bit. The most disgusting component of this whole experience was his ability to throw my guard off, to invade my space, to go through personal items I do not share with anyone, and then to disappear, with a small bounty of my, and alex's shit.
I called the police when the break-in occurred, and called them again when the hat was found, identifying the intruder. No one seemed quite as alarmed as I was that he broke through three doors with a boulder. I took off to Brooklyn for two weeks, waiting for that sinking feeling to disappear, then went on vacation the weekend following Alex's return from seeing her boyfriend Mortiis in Norway.
I tried to call the police ...
