fuck these catering companies. i'm treated like dirt and i need to hound them to pay me. Its back breaking work closing an event and it take serious skill to organize one... free wine is nice but having to make a big fuss just to get paid... it just isn't worth it.

I closing my little mexican wrap shop by myself this week. thats very exciting. AND i have an interview with a magazine for a writer and office assistant tomorrow. wish me luck!



fashion a cap from a page of camus

maybe its because i'm crazy... and like people hire me and realize i'm crazy and wonder if i can't do my job. so what i need is a job people will hire me because i'm crazy.... or because i'm the only one crazy enough to do it.

wow i meet the new wait captain at the shakespeare winery and he is really dreamy. three wine glasses flew from my hands and this stupid bitch spilled red wine all over my express blouse. I had a nervous breakdown in the freezer and the wait captain was so sweet to me. the rest of the night was amazing. the wedding band played wilco. free cab franc tastes so good.

justin says he will stay with his job in charlottesville and i will comute down to richmond for school. when I am in school from tuesday through thursday I will stay with his parents. my gosh that sounds crazy. but also pretty cool... i know his parents will take good care of me

HOT CRAB AND CHEESE DIP/SPREAD

7 oz. can crabmeat (drained)
8 oz. Temp-tee Whipped Cream Cheese
1 bar extra sharp Cheddar cheese (shredded; reserve 2 oz. for topping)
Dash of white wine
Dash of garlic powder
Dash of paprika
8 oz. pie plate

Mix cream cheese, Cheddar cheese, wine and crabmeat. Spread in pie plate. Top with reserved Cheddar cheese, garlic powder and paprika. Bake at 325-350 for 20 minutes until bubbly.

so i find out monday if the winery who works with the local shakespeare theater will hire me. this weekend I am busting my ass for them. if they don't hire me they are big jerks...

other good news the bistro that fired me closed down. i'm not suprised because i have most of thier paperwork still in my trunk. they owe me money. that makes justin mad.

if this shakespeare winery doesn't hire me i will go back to school in richmond next month. i can't believe it's only a month away.


my boyfriend takes such good care of me. I work so hard between the catering and the shift supervisor at a local mexican wrap shop. my feet are in constant pain. pobre chica!

The estate owners ended my assignment at the winery abruptly. I was in the middle of a catering event when i heard the news. What's more painful is the restaurant wants to hire me back because I have all the information on the clients... and nobody is available to do my job.

I guess I'll go back to help at the restaurant... I'm not really allowed to go back to work for them anyhow. I hate having all the work i did go to waste because i didn't do some stupid little shit to make the ignorant rich bitch perfectly happy with me. This woman, the estate owner, is so... She wants to charge guests at the restaurant for tap water. When the restaurant manager told me this i laughed so hard i snorted. Nobody got the credit card information for the hosts of the event going on when they fired me. I went home to change into my new suit and i got a voicemail from the temp agency and didn't go back.
What a mess hun?




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Its just augh! let it go. fuck them. let it go.

I have successfully moved out of my parents house into downtown Charlottesville and officially shacked up with this leo. He's like the sun, healthy, aware... and cooks for me. Everyday i feel reborn. He's so happy with me this week he made me the best steak with merlot and he made me salmon cakes which i bought a bottle of pink champagne for our one week anniversary. (Cucumber veggie wraps with beer are my favorite dish.)

He's excited because I enabled him pass the temp tests for excel and he got an office job with navy supply contractors... so i guess all that time making stupid spread sheets about my sex life paid off after all. And then I gave him my detox drink to pass the drug test. I wish he'd stay home and take care of me but we gots to get paid. He wont let me eat cheese more then twice a day but he's turning me on to new things like red pepper and olives and getting fucked with a sushi knife held playfully to my neck.

This is the good life, I get a 30% discount on drinks at the restaurant. I had my first everything with free gourmet food, great people and the most excellent wine...

a month later and nothing but friend requests from people I have no idea who you are!! myspace is the same thing.... my friend says he doesn't message me because I seem like a busy person and thats just not true. I have no life and i love meeting new people. just.. reach out to me while I'm still on this silly thing...

Actually i have this dream job at a local winery... I do the catering for weddings and the downtown restaurant. So i spend most of my time driving through the country and planning events. I get up at 6 am to go to work i'm so excited.... I will upload some pictures of the food. a discount on cheese is better then sex

I maybe moving in with this fella justin... he's got a great body and no hair.

I still have a broken leg and I still let my family get to me.

well shit my leg is still broken. but i'm driving to richmond on monday anyhow. don't lecture me. you stay inside the house for 6 weeks and see how you feel.



i have my second interview at www.finefoodnow.com tomorrow so if you need any crab cakes or lobster you'll know who to call. I have fallen in love with fine food... and fine wine... i can't wait until i'm able to afford it myself.




i have this red spot on my boobie i dunno what it is... hmm...


Downtown C'ville is ok really. Its a lot like LA in some ways.

I'm hesitantly becoming smitten with this fella, justin, but he's moved from richmond to roanoke... why couldn't he move to DC or Vabeach? that would make my summer more interesting at least. Even staunton is way cute with that shakespeare theater. Roanoke is really lame. I got into roanoke college but I don't think of cow tipping as great date activities.

I'm writing and illustrating a children's book on st. Valentine. Next is a book of poetry. Keeps me entertained.

well i hope everyone had a happy 420. I was very well behaved. of course.

The job search here is starting to get frustrating its hard with the leg. I can't drive. and my family is crazy! Finding roommates and a place to stay in Richmond is a daunting task. You never know who you can really trust. People say "oh I'm so glad I can rely on you!" then they don't call you for three days and you have to start over.

But the good news is my brother found my huka! And I have only two days until I see the doctor about my leg.