1.18.2005
She-wolves like to add flavor to their dishes, too...gah.
It's grey and cold outside. I want to be where it's sunny and warm. I thought that was one of the reasons I've been telling myself to stay in Texas. It's supposed to be hot here all year. Stupid nature.
The chilly weather is forcing me to stay in my house all day listening to Roxette on my day off...checking the mail every 23 minutes...leafing through back issues of Glamour...and naming my favorite inanimate objects and plants. My sweet basil plant has been fitted with the name Romulus...he patiently awaits the arrival of his brother Remus...as soon as Home Depot decides to start selling herbs again.
Ok. That's a really bad excuse. Unfortunately, I don't have a better one.
During the past couple of weeks, I've actually been working close to 40 hours at the pizza place. To most people, working full time would be a good thing, but for me, it makes me feel like a loser. I don't know how to explain it. I guess it makes me more of a career pizza delivery girl than I'd like to be. I need new goals.
I've gone through a few in my head: notary public, ordained minister, worm farmer...and I still have the pipe dream of one day piloting the Austin Duck Tours hydrobus.
I'm always open to suggestions…preferably ones that don't require too much more schooling or life-long commitments.
The chilly weather is forcing me to stay in my house all day listening to Roxette on my day off...checking the mail every 23 minutes...leafing through back issues of Glamour...and naming my favorite inanimate objects and plants. My sweet basil plant has been fitted with the name Romulus...he patiently awaits the arrival of his brother Remus...as soon as Home Depot decides to start selling herbs again.
Ok. That's a really bad excuse. Unfortunately, I don't have a better one.
During the past couple of weeks, I've actually been working close to 40 hours at the pizza place. To most people, working full time would be a good thing, but for me, it makes me feel like a loser. I don't know how to explain it. I guess it makes me more of a career pizza delivery girl than I'd like to be. I need new goals.
I've gone through a few in my head: notary public, ordained minister, worm farmer...and I still have the pipe dream of one day piloting the Austin Duck Tours hydrobus.
I'm always open to suggestions…preferably ones that don't require too much more schooling or life-long commitments.
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Become a bad-ass florist. That's what I would be, one of those shops where the customers don't know the names of the flowers but they pick them anyway. Sell your flowers in downtown Austin and guilt passing suits to buy them for theirs wives/husbands/significants. Just don't sell that Precious Moments crap in your store...leave that for Hallmark. I'm thinking the flower shop in "Little Shop of Horrors." Oh yeah!!
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"Hello, you fool, I love you, let's go on a joyride."
~The Booklahver
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: 9:33 AM
: 9:33 AM 
I vote for Duck Tour Driver! YES!
Although, florist is pretty cool... i liked that freaky florist in the Alfie remake (with the delicious Jude Law in it). That florist knew his flowers!
You could always become a filmmaker...just gotta score the equipment. I'm sure Homer could help you out?
Although, florist is pretty cool... i liked that freaky florist in the Alfie remake (with the delicious Jude Law in it). That florist knew his flowers!
You could always become a filmmaker...just gotta score the equipment. I'm sure Homer could help you out?
I don't know about film making...doesn't that require some kind of talent?
But, on the other hand, I already have a few pieces for a portfolio...a 1998 stop-motion production of "Rebel Without a Brew" and the infamous 2003 home video of my dad singing drunk karaoke to "Born in the USA" during my cousin's wedding reception...in the Knights of Columbus hall...with a portrait of the Pope gazing over the crowd. That's right. I got it all on tape.
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But, on the other hand, I already have a few pieces for a portfolio...a 1998 stop-motion production of "Rebel Without a Brew" and the infamous 2003 home video of my dad singing drunk karaoke to "Born in the USA" during my cousin's wedding reception...in the Knights of Columbus hall...with a portrait of the Pope gazing over the crowd. That's right. I got it all on tape.
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