This past weekend I decided to say goodbye to my waitressing job. Despite the anticipated feelings of liberation and joy I thought I’d experience (something akin to running naked through a field of daisies yelling, “I’m free, I’m free!”), I felt remarkably sad. In fact, I’m tempted to call them now and say, “Hey, … Continue reading “Tangents are great” said the justification blogger
This blog would have been written sooner except my friend who was visiting this weekend informed me that I should make my blog better by, like, not sucking. At least that was my interpretation. His exact words were intended to be constructive and more along the lines of: “You should write something that will … Continue reading BLOG OF SUCK; alternatively, “The Incident Report”
Ten Confessions 1) I keep hearing pitter-pattering above my head, and I’m hoping it’s squirrels on the roof and not a family of mice inside the ceiling (this is not a “confession” as much as a current event.) 2) I went to Barnes and Noble today with the intention of buying gifts for … Continue reading Ten Confessions
The first time I ate at the restaurant in which I now work—the only time, actually, prior to employment—was the day of the “Man Hunt” for the Boston bomber. I remember this clearly because I had been shopping at the Providence Place Mall, having had my credit card declined at the Verizon store (twice, … Continue reading Adios, Ice Cream (and Bye, Bye Restaurant Guests)
Universe: “So, Jenny. You think you figured out the system by being Miss Queen Positivity with your ‘sexy’ voice, eh? I’ve got a surprise for you. “On your way to work, you will cough for no reason. Normally, you cough because you’re sick and your lungs filled with bubbling cauldrons of phlegm, but this … Continue reading The Universe Has Spoken
I’m about to go to Barnes and Noble with the intention of buying ONE thing, which inevitably means I’ll be leaving six hours later with four bags of books and a lost sense of time, pride, and money, so I figured I’d write a blog before I do that. Since I last wrote, I’ve … Continue reading Compare and Despair
They Call Me Fushilou 