Sunday, January 16, 2011

As If By Magic

So I work two jobs now which means I have even less time to blog than I did when I was unemployed -- which was all the time in the world, but not a lot of motivation unless I was feeling all angst-y. Which reminds me to apologize for all the hormones you've read. So, sorry.

Anyway, one of my jobs is as a phone runner at my uncle's restaurant in Park City. Yeah, it's pretty schwaggy. Which means it's fancy. Anyway. So, I was running food to a family of Italians at the front of the restaurant and you will NEVER guess who was sitting at the table!

Hint #1: "Dis hand wax on, dis hand wax off."

Hint #2: "Bonzai!"

Hint #3: Rhymes with "Schmalf Scotch-io"

That's right, I swear to high heaven that Ralph freaking Macchio was sitting in seat 5 at table 113. I mean, obviously it wasn't the real Ralph Macchio because the kid really was only like 15. I know that because his parents were sitting in seats 1 and 6.

I should have asked for his autograph.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Back of My Hand

I don't think I've ever been this angry.

I can't even put into words how angry I am or how betrayed I feel. I'm gonna try anyway because I'm stubborn like that. I know I was in a situation that had to end eventually but I had always thought it would end amicably. I thought I could trust the person who knew more about me than anyone else, the person I had thought was my best friend. It turns out that's not the case.

My chest is burning with rage even as I'm typing this. I canNOT believe it. I have never in my life treated someone with such disrespect, not even someone I detested. I would not even IMAGINE treating someone for whom I had proclaimed my love with such disrespect. Especially not two weeks after not only proclaiming that love but listing several things that he loves about me. Guess that was all a lie.

Uck. Boys suck. Think it's time to date men instead.