last night i already fucked up my different-bar-each-night plan by getting popeyes (which was not great) and falling asleep on the couch/bed by 9pm. thinking i was taking a disco nap and then waking up to try blue light bar next door, i woke up at five am with my contacts crusted to my eyeballs and a bad taste in my mouth. blue light is open until four am so i just missed it. and apparently bars are open an hour later saturday nights, so i live next to two that are open until five. the night before last i went to beat kitchen and sat for a few minutes before being talked to. a single woman at the bar won't be solitary for long, apparently. i met a very nice female bartender there who informed me of a possible job opening.
jackpot.
i'm not a very lucky woman so not getting my hopes up or anything but that would be great. and i'm sure if i start wearing push-up bras that would get me more tips. it's science. had two whatchamacallit beers, two brothers scottish three brothers something. probably should keep better track of that. met two fellows in a band, weren't creepy. then met a vet who'd been injured in the war and was there to see whatever show was there that night. it's still weird to think that someone younger than me can already be a vet. this fellow was trying to pick me up, however, so i left after finding out he didn't want to talk about war. and i wasn't interested in hooking up. just talking. i liked beat kitchen very much and will probably go there multiple times a week as it's so close and i wants a job.
yesterday i went to a really depressing grocery store, then did some cleaning in my apt, smoked a lot, took a cold shower and generally did nothing all day.
today i've a plan. roscoe bike shop-done. bank-done. verizon-done(we will soon be enemies). food(wishbone-too many kids)-done. library visit and then looking for decent cemetaries to take pictures. i know, it's so typical. emo. art school. stupid. i doubt there is anything here to compare with boston cemetaries but it's worth a shot. graceland is closest and there's a huge one north a ways from here, straight up ravenswood (i think that's the name). bohemian one is near my sister's old college. a sunny day is much better for b&w pictures. i'd better just go.
tonight i dunno what's what. blue light or that giant place called schubbs? shubs? schnubs? whatever. i'm so horny.
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