July 28, 2004

raindrops keep fallin' on my head...

sigh. what i had written just got deleted somehow. boo.

anywho, as i was saying...

my car needs to be fixed, it's all squeaky from loose belts and the gasometer is broken.

i hate that our driveway is on an incline and that i have to use the parking brake. i don't know why, really, it just bothers me.

here are some professions i have considered pursuing in the last few years, even though i have no background in them:

1) psychology.

2) archaeology.

3) architecture.

4) law.

5) interior design.

6) journalism.

if you add all of these up with my very useful bachelor's degree in VOCAL MUSIC, you get a big fat zero. that's good to know, isn't it?

saved by the bell is on t.v. in the other room, and this episode (strangely) doesn't sound familiar. this guy i went on a blind date with a couple years ago was really involved in the chess world (yes, apparently there is a world o' chess), and he said that screech is also involved in the chess world and that he's kind of dumb and still milking off his screechness. weird. what if you were screech?

last night was my first night on the floor. i only had 4 tables. it was a slow night. i only sold $12 worth of alcohol, which is very strange. i have to work tonight, and i don't wanna. this is not surprising. i mean, who really wants to work?

blueavenue at 12:30 p.m.

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