Today I started my resume. It feels like I have gaping holes in my brain where I don't know where I was and what job I was doing during the travel days. I have to call these old places and ask them what dates was I employed with them. lol...that's how crazy it is. My last job was awesome. I managed a motel for a year...and I loved it. I went to the Venice Cafe tonight with my sister. I had two cokes. One time my sister and I played open mike here and I had two glasses of wine...which was too much for me. I was trashed. On the way home in the car I had to puke, so I puked in a McDonald's bag and then it started leaking through the bag and onto my jeans I said what do I do?! My sister said...throw it out the window! lol. So, I chucked the McDonalds bag full of throw up out the window.
It has been three months now that I've been in St. Louis. My phone is working just fine after dropping it in a cup of water. Very very few people have my number. Like maybe 5 people. Thank God it is working : ).
At the Venice tonight we were upstairs and there was this grim reaper looking thing and I was dancing around and I felt like I was dancing with death. Maybe I can get my brother to paint a painting of that for me.