woke up to npr ramblings and the alarm. the dreaded alarm. back to work i go today, scurrying around, pleasing consumers, ALWAYS with a smile. don't give them any reason not to tip you, lizzz. always bring out the soup first, THEN and only THEN can you put their order in. working all day for a meager sum and a few lousy tips isn't much of a life, but it's the one that'll have to do for now. in fall, cosmotolegy school will make things seem like it was worth it...i hope. all i want to do is write lately. my notebooks are becomming crammed full of ramblings about life, love, etc. drugs. drugs seem to poke their head into all of them. a ten hour work day for me.

"we are young and oh-so-free"