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name: julieanna
alias[es]: julie, jules, stretch, gazelle, elkie, tall girl, boss, string bean, mabel (or was it myrtle?..), jolly green giant
starsign: stereotypical sagittarius
birthday: november 29th.
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Monday, November 14, 2005
as usual, we have the late-night post... horray
this weekend was quite nice
friday: worked at koji as a barback. though the night was atypically slow, it was still fun being behind the bar. rumour has it that they're looking to move me into bartending, which would be fabulous, but we'll see. chilled at ryan's for a bit after work to unwind.
saturday: slept until 2pm (oh lord, was that delicious). bertucci's in the PM. it was a rough night, but then again, when isnt it really? i had a trainee, which slowed me down int he begininning. i was irritable. john was irritable. everyone was irritated. not so much fun, but it can't always be peavhes and cream, ya know? after the shift, lauren and i grabbed a bite to eat to commiserate about the dreadful evening. then i shuffled off to kristen's for a little partying.
sunday: bertucci's in the morning (nothing exciting), koji tonight. as the other server quit without a notice, i ran the floor tonight. with a WHOPPING 4 tables total, i earned double what i made at bertucci's for a quarter the work. w00t.
one of the regulars, whom i've been rather chatty with every night i've worked, decided to give me his number tonight. at first, it seemed a great idea, as we realy hit it off. but the more i think of it, i'm just gonna call him and explain the following: i really dont want to get anything aside from a friendship out of anyone that is a nightly regular at my job. thats just a little too close to an inter-work relationship, which i'm not savvy to anymore. if anything goes even slightly sour, i'll have to deal with seeing him and all of his work buddies every night that i work, and to be frank i'm not down for that shit again. ah well, such is life.
so it's very early on monday morning, and i am exhausted. so, i am going to bed, and that is that.
goodnight, all.
p.s: guilty pleasure song of the past week: "hung up" by madonna (maybe it's just because i hear it like 3 times a night at work, but damned if i dont dig it!)
jules was lost in thought at 2:25 AM
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