Jump

It's been about a year since I've touched this site and I'm about to begin comparative analysis of my life one year ago to NOW.

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT GYU

1.  Supports my bad habits.  I'm not talking about my nicotine addiction nor am I concerned about my first steps towards the 12 step program, but more so focusing on more serious habits like characterized prejudices, shit talking and school yard bullying of new employees.  Stuff like that.

2.  It's become a lifestyle.  Really.  We come, we sit and stay forever.

3.  Chinese patrons who's sole reason for living are for our All You Can Eat Menu.

4.  Our angry gay bartender.  If there was a 1o things I love about Gyu, this would be replicated there as well.  Big ups to Bobby, our new and cool, non confrontational soda machine.

5.  Wretched hostesses two cents short of a dollar.  And by cents I mean brains, and by dollar I mean  actual intelligence.  

6.  Our bombardment of promotions, surveys, menus, shouting and dinnerware.

 

7.   UNSECRET-SHOPPERS!!!

8.   Not knowing our work schedule until actually being in that week of work.

9.  Our break area consists of a bahama resort style straw chair, half burnt, two old Sake boxes and a booster seat.

10.  Drunken IE bro/hypebeast baffoons reeking havoc after ingesting miscellaneous sums of 0.99 cent happy hour beer.

Debbie Downer

I'm (was) down a best friend and girlfriend.  

I'm down the road everyone travels.

I'm down on luck, and lady has my tongue.

Now, I'm down for whatever.

ODE to BEER

Oh FRIEND, you're like an old grizzly bear.  Stale and incompetent but uncensored.  Just the thing I need when that hard place is home and the rock is the nagging old lady living in that home.  Every time I think I've been sissified, I manage to consume just the right amount of you to warrant the night.  A kiss on the brim and whole lotta HEAD, cheers!

Eating Banana Pancakes

I'm 25, 

eating banana chips,

and fondling the computer keyboard.  

On to the more redeeming moments of the day... I'm high as a kite and Jassie and I are NOW blog pen pals.  WoooOoOOo (follow the O's everyone).  Back to those damn banana chips, they were originally far from edible, but as each bite progressed, the taste is evolved from cardboard to actually a decent chip. 

fuck the pain away

People come together and fall apart just like puzzles.

I'm off my high fucking horse, do what you please. 

Balance Beam

I'm 25 years old and suffering from the loss of my first real love (of my life.)  And as strange as it sounds, I feel a dichotomous sense of relief to accommodate the piercing ache at the pit of my stomach.  Funny how this feeling could be affixed as heartache when it appeals to indigestion more so.  Besides the point...

My life has begun, where my life was ended.  

Song title therapy:

Elliot Smith - A Fond Farewell

Boyz II Men - Water Runs Dry

Jeff Buckley - Last goodbye

Peter Bjorn & John - Up Against the Wall