Hello Folks,
Sorry for the lack of communication over the past month. Life has been a bit off-kilter, as was indicated by my last post. However, life is starting to become routine, which in a way is a good and bad thing. And be warned, I'm running on adrenaline, so this post will most likely have no structure at all.
First off, instead of studying my life away, I have gotten a job as a server at the Mount Washington Hotel (Yay, I'm not a statistic!). Some of you may say "But Anastasia, waitresses don't make a lot of money! How will that work?"
Easy, I work in a restaurant that serves Filet Mignon, $35 T-Bone steak, and very expensive alcohol. Gratuities are an awesome thing at times. Follow the rich people, and you will get the money they throw away on stuff that the rest of us would not even consider. Is it easy? At times no, I will admit (think of 12 hour days and angry rich people who expect everything on a platter. Like the guy yesterday who ordered me to make a Mocha Chai Latte...You get my point).
However, I do like my co-workers, and the job does have benefits. Aw yeah, guess who's getting a 401k soon?
In regards to my personal life, it's still really screwed up. I think it would make Charlie Sheen seem normal. Except he's definitely no "Vatican Assassin". If he's one of those, then I'm a Kardashian. But I digress. Mom is still sick, however, she did get a camera implanted in her esophagus so it could take pictures. That's pretty sweet. But otherwise, she's doing alright. And as for a social life? Hahahahaa....ha. That's going to be an interesting proposition. At least I have time to watch the Republican debates. And you know what I've discovered? Herman Cain's catchphrase is 'I believe...' That's great you believe. I believe in the Easter Bunny.What do you know as fact? I know some people believe in God, but that's not why they should run for president. Just saying. Watch next time you see him on the TV. You'll see what I mean.
But, I just wanted to check in, and say hi to the world. And don't you worry...we're going from stories of helicopter parents to crazy tourists. Things will get entertaining, I promise.
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