Don't have the second glass of wine, no matter how tempting.
05.23.02 - 9:45 p.m. So what if it's your bosses offering. You're on the clock dammit! Otherwise, you will have to spend the next three hours dizzily clutching fuzzy stuffed animals and leaning on huge, invisible Enjolratti for want of a spine. You will learn, however, that you've been in retail long enough that you can hold skew numbers in your head, ring sales, and wrap items even under the influence. What the fuck /was/ that anti-freeze posing as white wine that Jacquline drinks anyway!?
05.23.02 - 2:21 p.m. okay. Someone new and not new has had her way, finally. After spending the week filling my new paper writing journal with her rambling. Fortunately, I find her fascinating. I have maybe three strong female characters in my head. I mean, that aren't gods or just lousy with magical powers of some kind, not that there's anything wrong with that. Dear Fairlight is cooking up a storm downstairs. All we really needed in this house was one more good jolt of estrogen. And now over the hills and across the Loch, Rabbit must away to Work.
05.23.02 - 9:25 a.m. woke up to a mailbox full of rediculous porn offers to anime sites. Groan. This, as I'd been spending my morning knee-deep in haftorahs. Yes. I have a Pentateuch that has both the hebrew and the English, with commentaries and Haftorahs. Yes, it opens from right to left. I want to be a rabbi one day. Of all the curious desires. I'm in no hurry to convert, feeling terribly jewish already, without benefit of orthodoxy. I kind of like the idea that we're all ta-keh cells in Adam Qadamon's body, and he's ta-keh a reflection of God. I use Ta-keh instead of 'just'. I need tea, or coffee, and that means the regulator. Shalom.
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