mainsqueeze's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Im Not Scared Ugh. I fucking hate waking up early. I hate anythinging early. Sigh, sigh. Im feeling a little less... Frightening, today. Cranky, yes. Depressed, no. Homicidal, yes. Thats usually the case, though, so lets not make a big deal about it. Last night I managed to pinch/pull/sprain/possibly tear some sort of neck muscle. Or tendon. I did something to a piece of my neck, is the point, and as a result, I have to keep my head slightly cocked to the right. Hopefully my customers will decide to take pity on the poor freak with the head and neck disfigurement. Probably not. You know, standard gratuity is now twenty precent, not ten. Not five. And regardless of the percentage, anything under at least two dollars will earn you the shittiest service ever. Just so you know. Anyhow, would somebody invite me to visit them? Please? Before I move to Michigan next summer, Id like to take a trip to everywhere and see everyone. Especially Molu, Harold, Lauren, and Andrew. Issue the invitations, guys. Please? 8:58 a.m. - 2002-08-31 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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