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I'm in a suprisingly pretty chipper, though tired, mood today. Severely exhausted after this week - I have no idea why; I feel like I haven't done anything a'tall. But Friday's almost here. Which makes me the hap-happiest boy in the world. Tomorrow night I'm cocktailing again, and I'm hoping for a good crowd. I'm in desperate need of cash. I spent this afternoon at the bar doing detail cleaning stuff. I wound up with the lightest load - cleaning out one of the coolers. *gag* At least it wasn't one of the bigger ones. Because, gross.
Life's pretty ho-hum at the moment. Go to school, come home, watch TV or read, go to bed, get up, go to school, lather, rinse, repeat. I've been a tad lonely the past few days. Nothing too terrible, just a smidge of those winter lonley blues. They come and go. I really think working at the bar is going to wind up being good for me. I get to meet a lot of people, and it's decent cash. And, since I'm working, I'm not drinking as much (go figure!). I also think I'm starting to lose a little weight, which is very much of the good. My goal is to look amazing(er) by the time Pride Weekend rolls around. The prettier you are, the better you're tipped. Sad, but true. And I've heard in that one weekend alone, you walk out with three months rent in your pocket. Please, god, let it be true. But that's way far in the future.
Which brings me to my next point: I think I've been so...normal happy lately because I've finally stopped looking so far ahead. I've been living in today with no thoughts of tomorrow. The only problem is that now I don't want to even think about next week or next month or graduation or anything. Which is not good because these are things that I need to be thinking of. Guess I'll deal with it eventually, but right now I'm living in sweet, blessed, denial.
Life's pretty ho-hum at the moment. Go to school, come home, watch TV or read, go to bed, get up, go to school, lather, rinse, repeat. I've been a tad lonely the past few days. Nothing too terrible, just a smidge of those winter lonley blues. They come and go. I really think working at the bar is going to wind up being good for me. I get to meet a lot of people, and it's decent cash. And, since I'm working, I'm not drinking as much (go figure!). I also think I'm starting to lose a little weight, which is very much of the good. My goal is to look amazing(er) by the time Pride Weekend rolls around. The prettier you are, the better you're tipped. Sad, but true. And I've heard in that one weekend alone, you walk out with three months rent in your pocket. Please, god, let it be true. But that's way far in the future.
Which brings me to my next point: I think I've been so...normal happy lately because I've finally stopped looking so far ahead. I've been living in today with no thoughts of tomorrow. The only problem is that now I don't want to even think about next week or next month or graduation or anything. Which is not good because these are things that I need to be thinking of. Guess I'll deal with it eventually, but right now I'm living in sweet, blessed, denial.
