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March 24, 2003
Dating a waiter (er, captain) sucks sometimes
I didn't realize that dating a person in the service industry (however ritzy the service) would mean that on a day like today, when it's a balmy and beautiful 70 degrees outside in the evening, I'd be home, alone, doing laundry rather than taking a long walk in the city laughing hysterically and pretending we've not a care in the world. That I'd have to wait 'til 1 in the morning to share how happy I am that Roman Polanski, Adrian Brody, Spirited Away, and Chicago won Oscars.
but then again, I can't really complain. When I gain employment, I'm pretty sure it'll be a day job, and he'll be complaining about how his ladyfriend is too sleepy to answer the phone when he gets home at 1. and then I'll buy him something and he'll be happy again.
at least, that's how I'm hoping it'll play out. perhaps I'll have to call him 'sweetie-darling' before he's fully placated...
Posted by Heather at March 24, 2003 12:00 AM
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