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Female from NYC, NY
Hi babies - if you loves the Jeskid, then you loves me....maybe more....nah, way more. (This was Luke's doing!)
Seriously though. Jeskid truly took me under his wing. And we have a bad ass mofo project coming out soon. DRAWN BY PAIN
www.drawnbypain.com/
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Brush with death by hangerbarI had such a terrific vacation. I love going home, being with my family, who are my best friends. Hanging out with my friends - you know, the kinds of friends that you went to school with since you were 8 - you played softball together and did plays in highschool. You were virgins when you met. Those are the best friends. I always feel the most like myself when i'm home, even when i have to associate with the douchebags i grew up with who made me miserable.
It also always reengerizes me; rejuvinates me. I get a chance to take a break and look at the world at large and how i'm living in it. And everything is clear again. Except I'm worried now. More than I've ever been before. My job kind of sucks... and I make dog shit.. I mean really... at the end of the week i'm handed with a pile of dog shit. I need to get another job. I have no restaurant experience. I just want to be an actress full time for fuck's sake.
ahhhh retail... no job like it.. i guess i continue working at urban outfitters because A) I get a 40% discount B) It's the one thing I've discovered so far that Misty and i have in common (We both work there.. I really dont know what else we have in common because i haven't gotten to know her well enough yet, but hope to!) and C) It's humbling. I don't ever want to be a person who takes what she does or the people who support her for granted.
which brings me to this.
We have a room upstairs called receiving, it's where all the extra stuff is and where we keep the hangers and bars... I work at the register, so when the hangers fill up, we have to close the bars, replace them and take them up to receiving.. well.. you CANNOT just LEAVE the hanger bars on the floor. they have to go up to this big rack on the wall in the back BEHIND tall stacks of boxes where you have to SQUEEZZZEEEEEEEE a messy clutter of hangers on this long bar in the inch of space you're left between the other hanging bars. Well shit.. so I try to smush through the boxes and I put my foot in this plastic bin, because i thought this was smart, I thought it might give me leverage. as i barely fit the bar between the other hanger bars in the two farts of space you're given. I slipped - fell INTO the bin.. sideways... somehow, and the hangers came crashing down on me. I frowned and sat pathetic and defeated. The hangers beat me... i lost to retail! it don't get much more humbling than that. I then had an almost cry and ultimately very good laugh with Maraley, SUCCESSFULLY hung the hangers, and walked out.
oy vey
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Emily | | Occupation |
mother fucking kick ass actress | | EMILY_WATERS'... | | | Books |
The Watchmen Helter Skelter Pat the Bunny and Go dog Go |
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