We're all detoxed out at the restraunt. I haven't been ripped in two weeks. The chef in a week and a half. And we're getting our shit together. The partying was fun for a while. It was summer and the place was new and the people were new and every night on the weekend had a house party. But it was unsustainable. On every level. Soon we were drinking on tuesdays and thursdays and then everyday. Somewhere. And not just drinking but i wont go into that. And now we're just chilling out and recovering. Hell the crew had a round a beer today after service and I dont think anyone actually finished it. We're all beat, and we've got to break even money in not too long. Job security in the restraunt industry is notoriously non-existant. Thats alright, I was actually getting bored with it. Damn, I've even been to a few movies lately. Thats all pretty wild. All very absurd.
figmentation:
sounds abit like my summer