Ah, Life.

geeeeeez.

so i just got off work and it was CRAZZZZZY tonight. i had like a million 12 tops and everything was going totally nuts because one of the bussers just walked out in the middle of his shift and there were no glasses and everything was such a mess. In the end it was all ok though, and i made some money but JESUS did i want to die for a while.

today i got coffee at Counter Culture and a girl named Bucket came up to me and introduced herself and asked me if i was new in town and gave me her number. weird.

What else has been going on? not much. i have been working every night which is actually ok because i dont really have anything better to do. After work on tuesday i got VERY drunk and hung out with Annie and then just kept drinking and somehow ended up at her house (to this day, have NO IDEA how we got there) and she was telling me to stay over but then she was passed out and i was like shit yo im going HOME. but i was too drunk to really do anything and didnt know where my shit was and all i had was some crumpled up dollar bills in my jeans pocket and i was trying desperately to remember max's phone number. i probably could have just passed out there but i was feeling really strange and sick and wanted to go home please thank you. so then i somehow found my shit and called Max. it was like 4:30am but he came and picked me up which was so nice. i was a total wreck. i think i really cant keep up with these drinkers, man. it was crazy. but yeah, im also just not used to how they party here, and i think it freaked me out that i didnt know where i was or how to get home by myself. I am lucky to have a friend like Max though. and it works out because he likes playing the hero.

i like working with Dee and Annie. they are fun. i think we are all three friends but sometimes i dont know. like yesterday there was no doubt about it but today...why dont they call me back? am i being too sensitive? yes. i just have no patience is the truth. i gotta work brunch tomorrow but i feel too wired to go to sleep right now.


So i think i am going to move out of Max's and into Dee's house (since she's moving out to live with Heather, this bartender from work). I looked at it the other day, and her room is really nice. It's kinda weird to be living with a couple, like i feel like i might feel like a houseguest for a while, or forever, but there are alot of advantages:

1) its CHEAP, since the rent for a 2-bedroom is split between 3 people

2) it's in a pretty part of town, unlike Max's which is kinda in the ghetto - not in a scary way but just in a white trash, everyone here has owned there little adobe home for a million generations way.

3) there is a kitten named gizmo to play with

4) i just kindof dont really like living here that much. i mean, there are a lot of cool things about it, like i can do whatever i want, there's internet, i can have people over and feel more like i own the place but also Max is a little much and i think i want my own space.

ok i think i am going to watch the end of the good shepherd now.