between the dirt with our palms cut like shovels
it was a good day. in fact, despite the time that i continue to spend with my AD (as he is filling in for our maternity leave GM), he is revealing his personable side. he pulled a double today, taking over the office yet being gracious enough to let me in when i needed it. and in between we traded barbs about the band (awful "traditional" irish music) and how our two D.C. locales are going to fare with a four day, 24 hour liquor license during the inauguration.
we definitely have different politics, but i was on his side regarding D.C. four million people? seriously? the report i read meant that for the inauguration each person has 1.5 square feet to occupy. that's literally how much room you occupy, by yourself. sardines, anyone?
i haven't faced tomorrow yet but it's been a good week. got to spend some time on line, had a few parties which dragged our labor % way down (ha! 3% at 2 pm on saturday!), our food is down, should be below budget again, as we were only 1% over as of today. feeling good about monday unfortunately always makes me uneasy.
we had a new sound system put in last week and while the song mix is definitely better, we finally have "new" songs thrown in. and today, i had the chance to hear Death Cab For Cutie as well as Foo Fighters songs that i hadn't heard since living in Madison. why is it the town i want to leave in the past continues to drag itself up from a (literal) watery grave and remind me of snow covered streets and dark bypasses? chance and choice, fuck them and the process.
my dad got home late tuesday, and i finally got a message back (between dealing with the shit on saturday) yesterday, late. all is well, "don't call, we'll talk soon".
this is the first time my dad has said something like that, and he said he was on the phone with my sister when i called. sorry, but this doesn't sound good for my continued relationship with my family.
family is just another word for fun.
*
take a good hard look for the very last time
the very last one in a very long line
we definitely have different politics, but i was on his side regarding D.C. four million people? seriously? the report i read meant that for the inauguration each person has 1.5 square feet to occupy. that's literally how much room you occupy, by yourself. sardines, anyone?
i haven't faced tomorrow yet but it's been a good week. got to spend some time on line, had a few parties which dragged our labor % way down (ha! 3% at 2 pm on saturday!), our food is down, should be below budget again, as we were only 1% over as of today. feeling good about monday unfortunately always makes me uneasy.
we had a new sound system put in last week and while the song mix is definitely better, we finally have "new" songs thrown in. and today, i had the chance to hear Death Cab For Cutie as well as Foo Fighters songs that i hadn't heard since living in Madison. why is it the town i want to leave in the past continues to drag itself up from a (literal) watery grave and remind me of snow covered streets and dark bypasses? chance and choice, fuck them and the process.
my dad got home late tuesday, and i finally got a message back (between dealing with the shit on saturday) yesterday, late. all is well, "don't call, we'll talk soon".
this is the first time my dad has said something like that, and he said he was on the phone with my sister when i called. sorry, but this doesn't sound good for my continued relationship with my family.
family is just another word for fun.
*
take a good hard look for the very last time
the very last one in a very long line
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