disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
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2003.06.24 5:03 a.m.
i haven't been diarylanding that much very lately. i keep thinking of things that i'm wanting to write, and then forgetting them by the time i'm here. it's annoying. but what isn't lately....
i have to go open jerry's in a few minutes. well, screw up the cashout for a while first! then have a hideously long day. i'm so tired of working. 'burnt out' if it was a real career. every shift i'm thinking 'well i can make it through this one', and every time i leave i never want to go back.
i'm still been very moody lately. terribly up and down. mostly down. though anything funny brings me immediately up. that's the way...
i slept for thirteen hours saturday to sunday. it was fairly brilliant though i was annoyed when i woke up, having wasted most of the day. i had so many dreams. so so many. i dreamt that i was in toronto with chala and we were in this tiny club in a back alley. i dreamt that both andrewkeith and jamie were gay. and in my dream it explained sooo much. but when i woke up, i couldn't figure out how that made sense. (i think i'm hanging out with dave too much.)
i went for coffee with fraser yesterday. that was nice, and a long time coming. we had hot chocolate and bagels. and talked.
i had a staff meeting at work. it was same old same old. i hate repetitive boring discussions. especially that require me to come in on my day off. it was the old night vs. day shit. and all of what the night staff had to say was such bullshit. but then again, i am dayer.
i went to winners and bought 'foot liners' and some new shoes. as a person who hates socks, these foot liners are impressive for me. they're just silly enough to be interesting. and they feel funny. i really didn't need new shoes but they were only $10, so i feel less bad. they are very 'in' which is also silly. black leather flat mary-jane-ish with the square toe and the weird shaping.
me and alicia went to divas after the staff meeting. dave was bartending by himself, it was fun. just the three of us. talking about sex and the gays and other weird stuff. i like being in empty places of business and getting free ginger ale.
oh geez i'm going to be late for work. again. come and see jeffmorton and co play at the bassment tonight at ten.
and be friends.
previously - and then
*oh random entry*
all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15
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