I have died today, made three days out of one. food xmas party/staff meeting at the club crawling crawling through coat check smells like mothballs style.com on the tv. working cooking nothing else no time to write in my notebook. happy birthday sargent brought sargent tiramisu. three anna sui lip balm rings and one blue nailpolish pr swag bag grateful only fits on right left ring and right middle. small parade of cups next to my bed that is my calendar. i stick my nose on the window at sam's new job after sticking my nose on the window of my old job 2128122902. when i go "home" i will bring yarn, glamorama, t-shirt, pen and paper, running shoes. i am not paid in money i am paid in stories that i can tell later.