how the hell did i get here
A lot has been going on. Funny how when something nice happens to you, others are not so lucky. The ripples from one's pain bring so much happines to others. At the leather bar where I work, one guy was fired due to the fact that he fucked up. The owners did not look so kindlyon him selling drugs or being fucked up behind the bar. He left, I got more shifts. I was able to leave my sucky day job...working as a slave selling internet over the phone. Also, as life would have it, one of the owners was broke and about to go to London. So with so many shifts open, he was able to work some and get some big cash for his vacation. The ex-bartender, has not been heard from. I am not sure how bad things are for him...as far as I know, he has not been able to get a new job. People in atlanta talk, and word got out about the fucked up things he was up to. I am just glad my finger prints were not on that train reck.
Also, a very good friend just lost his job in San Francisco. I hope this is not a problem for my vacation...why do all the bad things happen to me.