Humperd1nk$

Well, the job at the bar didn't work out so well. Last Sunday, I worked 10 hours and made only 20 dollars! It also seems I have this problem with guy customers or co-workers who ask for my phone number. I'm not interested, but if I say no (and they know I am single) they won't tip me well. So I feel obligated.

Fortunately, I got a job at this great restaurant, right next to Six Flags and R@nger Stadium, called Humperd1nk$. Haha, like from the Princess Bride, remember? It's super tough and there are 7 days of training, but I think they make great money there. Plus, the food is amazing. It's funny, all the guys up there seem to have tattoos. In fact, there's this cute manager whose my age and is all tatted up. I don't know if he's my type, though, but I get nervous around him. Anyway, I'm THRILLED to have this job and will NOT mess it up like the other ones. Plus, working helpes the bulimia be less prevalent, so that is an advantage.

Now THIS is what I'm freaking out about. Travis (the ex) is coming to stay at my apt for a week or two. He knows about the binging thing, and I've done it in front of him before, but he tries to stop me. I get so mad when he does that, but I really feel guilty and hate doing it in his presence. I want to badly to be "good" while he is here. You know, just eat healthy, go to work, have him train me (he's a personal trainer), keep the apt clean, and go to work. I would LOVE for things to be normal.

I still haven't heard back from the health insurance people about treatment, but now that I have a good job, I don't think it would be a good idea to leave. Oh, and I will post pics of Calypso next time using Travis' camera!

New Job

Perhaps (?) my luck is changing. I have literally NO money, but start work tomorrow at a nice sports bar. Nothing shady lol. I can't wait, and they even said I could have a few tables tomorrow. I will work every night if I can. I am in a little (not much)debt and HATE owing people. Also, I have a non paid ticket and do not want to go to jail. Been there, done that. Long story.

You know what I love now? Sex and the City. I just watch the reruns since I don't have cable, but I can't wait to see the movie. Have any of you seen it? Travis refuses to go. I never saw the episodes on HBO, so I might rent the DVD's. Then again, I don't want to see any man-parts.

I got a new kitten a month or so ago. She's black and white and the runt. I got her at 5wks, so she was tiny. Drank formula, but is on kitten food now. Her name is Calypso, so now I have her and Cosmos living with me. Sometimes they're the only thing good I have in my life. She's funny, though, she loves people food and will eat anything I have left over or even while I'm trying to eat (which is frequently). Cosmos, however, likes to eat her kitten food. What am I going to do with them?

Update

Well, well, well, if ANYONE reads this blog anymore, it's a wonder, as I haven't updated in ages. So here goes.... I think I'm over my whole bar/hooking-up-with-random-guys phase. It lasted for a few months, but now it's back to solitary. A few changes over the new year.

First, I got a new car (yay!) an 03 carbon metallic Mustang. My old one was a 98 Mustang and guess what? I unknowingly ruined the engine by failing to put oil in it. The downside to all this is a $393 monthly car payment which my mom will attempt to make seeing as I am not currntly employed.

The job thing. I WAS working at a nice restaurant, but of course screwed it up by oversleeping due to not taking my meds due to the bulimia. Nice. So I'm waiting to hear back from PF Ch@ngs tomorrow, as I had two interviews there last week. Keep your fingers crossed, I NEED this job! Although, I'm also waiting to hear back from insurance to see if they will send me to Laureate (a treatment center in OK). This will take months, so I might have to put school on hold for another semster, but I'm ready to go and get well.

Socally, not much going on. Travis (the ex) and I hang out regularly and talk every day. We are so weird. I don't know what I want and neither does he, but we can't do anything till I get better. I miss dating other guys, but I'm too lazy and fat to go to the bar lately. I need to get my ass out of this apartment. (Oh, I moved to a fabulously cute new apt.) Okay, this is long enough. I just can't sleep.