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[May. 21st, 2008|02:47 pm] |
Jeremiah Dorny, I need auntie time stat. My ovaries are whining and if I don't spend some time with that child I might just end up doing something rash. Like having my own.
Work's been slow lately, but it's nice to have just a few non busy days. The tips aren't as good though, and that always makes a difference. I tend to try and save all the tips and put them in to my savings. It's been smaller deposits for the last while, but things will get better when the summer picks up and more people go out. The Club is always busy in the summer. Little Sprouts kicks up once Hogwarts lets out. Money will get better.
I haven't been on a date in weeks. This...is a record.
Michael, you'd better watch out that you don't loose your favorite boxers and Ella record. |
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[Apr. 7th, 2008|01:12 am] |
This weekend went by so quickly. I can't believe it's over already.
I had a lunch/brunch date with my two other musketeers on Saturday, Miah and Shia. The three of us dined at Dave and Busters, the ever lovely. I had eggs benedict that Shia is pretty convinced was created by Darth Maul to attack my insides...he wasn't so sure about the hollandaise sauce. Who am I to question a kid that lets me wear a cape and run around with a paper light sabre as if I was seven again? Nobody, I tell you.
Saturday night was a good performance night. Lots of big tips and I had some guy slip his number in to pocket when I was leaving. I will not be calling him as he whispered as I was going by that he liked my chesticles. Who the hell heck calls them chesticles? Honestly, if I wasn't already happily settled in my life, I'd become a nun.
Sunday morning was spent lazing around in bed until one thirty when I headed to the club to meet with Ritchie to have his meeting with Mel. I wasn't so sure about the meeting, but he seemed to be a perfect gentleman once again...a little tired looking but we all look like that when we work nights. Mel sent me off though to pick up some paper work for the renovation of the stage area so I didn't get to see him leave.
( Private: Ritchie )
In other news...Terry Boot kissed me and I'm not so sure how I feel about randomly being kissed in places like the Apothecary. Wash has a new collar. And he's got a new kind of dog treat that's supposed to make his breath not smell so...dogish. Shia he won't have puppy breath anymore!
Susan, you and I should go visit Hannah at the pub one of these days. Have a girl's night out? |
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[Mar. 17th, 2008|11:37 pm] |
Michael you lovely man you. He got my stuff back from Muddy Brian. It was brilliant, he really thought Michael was a Bobby! It was great seeing his face all shocked. At first he thought I was just there to see him, probably thought I wanted him back. Like I'd ever travel that road again. I'm smarter then that. Michael, once again, you're brilliant. Mmm, I want another chocolate croissant now.
Things I got back:
-Ella's Get Ready Record
-My knickers
-My favorite pair of slippers
-Pajamas
-My flamingo earrings
-Wash's bandanna
-My CD player
-Paradise Lost - John Milton
I think that's all I left there. I asked him for my three months wasted back. Bloody idiot didn't have much to say to that. Good riddance.
I've been writing though, something I kind of gave up on. A year of writers block usually is a pretty good reason not to be writing. But I am, and it's nice. I need to pull my guitar out. |
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[Mar. 5th, 2008|09:25 am] |
Ugh. I don’t understand why I bother dating. It’s all the same. Brian who shall henceforth known as Mud, is being completely unreasonable. All I want is to get my stuff back and he won’t give my stuff back. It’s been a month since we broke up, and we only dated for three, it’s not like we were married. I’m just so done. Mum...
In other news, I had an extra gig on Monday night and I ran in to people from Hogwarts, which is something that doesn’t happen all that often, considering it’s a muggle club. It was nice. Really quite nice actually. Terry Boot, you missed getting your autograph. I was really scared you were going to make me sign your arse. I was tired Tuesday morning though, which was rough. Ah well, I live.
( Private: Jeremiah )
I keep forgetting that Justin is gone, it's always in the back of mind but sometimes I just...forget to remember. I feel bad about that. |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|11:52 am] |
Justin.
I can't believe he's gone. I just saw him two weeks ago, he'd come out to see me preform and we were to go to lunch sometime this month. He was going to tell me all about the girl he'd come to the club with, some muggle girl...thought he was in love, whispered to me as he was leaving she might be the 'one' for him. I was so excited for him.
This is so tragic and upsetting. I didn't even know until somebody commented on it this morning at work. During my break I grabbed the first paper I could find and looked it over. I didn't realize it was Justin. His poor family. |
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