Why the staff should accept my set. lol.
Well. i paid $50.00 for a greyhound ticket to Portland, as this was my first greyhound experience it was also my last. The station smelt like bum piss. Then after getting on, the heaters brok half way to portland so it delayed the trip for over an hour. My shoots typically take 3 hours, because Isaac pays attention to details and makes AMAZING sets. Anyways. I only had about 5 hours available because i HAD to be at work Sunday morning. So i had to rearrange to get a early bus for the next morning. Luckily they didnt charge me for it. So i asked if they had a 5:00 am available and they said yes and printed my ticket. I spent the night with my best friend Tiffani. My phone died by end of the shoot, as well as my mp3 player. So we got greek food and watched a bum dance by himself right outside of the restaraunt. Amazing. Then we went home, went to bed... and then i woke up at 4. She lived in the ghetto china town/ crackhead part of portland and i had to walk through the city in my stilletos with my Betsey Johnson bag at 4 am and it was like afucking ghost town. I got lost and frantically ran around portland in tears frustrated that i had no phone to call anyone for directions. I found the greyhound station, but alas they were closed. So... i realized they booked a 5 PM trip and i would have been late for work. Bullshit! On my way back to Tiffani's i got chased by a black guy hiding behind a garbage can and i fucked up my shoes and knee from when my ankle buckled from running in my ex room mates stripper shoes. I finally rounded the corner where her apartment was, and two guys were outside. Total bros who kept inviting themselves in, or trying to. Her apartment was security locked, but luckily another random black guy let me in. I was still catching my breath... so i didnt thank him since i was still shaken up about creepy black garbage man. So he starts cussing me out because aparently im an ungreatful bitch? So i went upstairs,...

Why the staff should accept my set. lol.
Well. i paid $50.00 for a greyhound ticket to Portland, as this was my first greyhound experience it was also my last. The station smelt like bum piss. Then after getting on, the heaters brok half way to portland so it delayed the trip for over an hour. My shoots typically take 3 hours, because Isaac pays attention to details and makes AMAZING sets. Anyways. I only had about 5 hours available because i HAD to be at work Sunday morning. So i had to rearrange to get a early bus for the next morning. Luckily they didnt charge me for it. So i asked if they had a 5:00 am available and they said yes and printed my ticket. I spent the night with my best friend Tiffani. My phone died by end of the shoot, as well as my mp3 player. So we got greek food and watched a bum dance by himself right outside of the restaraunt. Amazing. Then we went home, went to bed... and then i woke up at 4. She lived in the ghetto china town/ crackhead part of portland and i had to walk through the city in my stilletos with my Betsey Johnson bag at 4 am and it was like afucking ghost town. I got lost and frantically ran around portland in tears frustrated that i had no phone to call anyone for directions. I found the greyhound station, but alas they were closed. So... i realized they booked a 5 PM trip and i would have been late for work. Bullshit! On my way back to Tiffani's i got chased by a black guy hiding behind a garbage can and i fucked up my shoes and knee from when my ankle buckled from running in my ex room mates stripper shoes. I finally rounded the corner where her apartment was, and two guys were outside. Total bros who kept inviting themselves in, or trying to. Her apartment was security locked, but luckily another random black guy let me in. I was still catching my breath... so i didnt thank him since i was still shaken up about creepy black garbage man. So he starts cussing me out because aparently im an ungreatful bitch? So i went upstairs, crawled up to tiffs bed and snuggled up. I didnt make it into work because the bus was delayed again because they overbooked the bus. I got stuck next to a little old lady who kept whining about the hicks in front of us. Aka. truck driver and lady with a mullet and no teeth who kept hitting on the truck driver and talking about how happy she was that her teeth rotted out of her head. We took a break in Chehalis and the bus driver cornered me by the bathroom and started going on about how beautiful i am while half rubbing my back. His wife was still on the bus. I got to seattle, jumped on a bus and walked into work 5 minutes after my shift was over. Luckily my manager likes me, so i still have a job. But yes. This was two months ago... We just got evicted and i have no idea where ill be sleeping in two weeks. I would love to get paid hahah.
How is everyone?