i just put in a 68 hour work week! i'm so exhausted! every day when I get off it's like I have a million things to say, but I'm so tired all I want to do is sleep!

So New Years turned out to be a total dud. I spend the night at work and hardly made ANY money at all, most of it only because some lady felt sorry for me. haha. luckily finished up before midnight, so i was able to go to my man's work and sneak a kiss from him when the clock chimed, went home, drank a glass of wine and went back to the mill the next day. pretty much have been there ever since.

I get my wisdom teeth pulled on the 26th, officially. woohoo. I've decided to get myself a DS, because there's no way I'm going to be entertained that week aside from the drugs they're going to give me to kill the pain. additionally, I've taken off time to go to the cradle of filth concert here on the 21st, and check out a certain DJ on the 22nd. So for all the colorado deviants, if you'd like to join me at the church then, i'd be greatly pleased!!! a bunch of me and my lady friends are going.

In the past week my grandfather died. I'm not super devestated or even really that sad, because I didn't know him. Like, at all. He told my mom when she was pregnant with me that I was the biggest mistake of her life (mind you, I'm the youngest of three, so I'm still confused to this day about that statement), and therefore she quit talking to him. So I never even met the guy, even by accident like most of my cousins when they were out in vegas and recognized him as the taxi driver with the gnarly scar across his neck. Apparently he liked my dad a lot... I'm not too sure. Anyways, my mom and aunt went out there to clean out the house of anything nostalgic that they want. My mom offered to bring me back something, but to be honest, I can't accept anything from a man I didn't know. On top of that, I'm sad for my mother and my aunt... but I just can't seem to mourn his death. I've collected most of my great grandmothers jewelry because I loved her. LOVED that woman. like, desparately LOVED that viking lady. There's a video of me at two years old going up to her saying "Agnes, you're not just a grandma, you're a GREAT grandma!" But what am I supposed to assume of my grandfather? 

Similarily, I've made it back onto the disowned list onto my dad's side of the family. BFD. 

Unfortunately, not much else is really going on. i'm choreographing new burlesque skits though i've got nowhere to perform them... i'm rereading the wind up bird chronicle when I need to sleep... and I've gotta be back to work in another 9 hours.
I must say, I'm excited it's finally January and the new sets are going up and it's going to be a bunch of the newer girls (cough cough). Also, FOUR SETS A WEEK! FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so hopefully you guys will be seeing my ass (literally) within the next few weeks.  

Now, only to quit being a slacker and to write more.