"ART is like LOVE, it's always hungry."
-Remember Me, My Love
2003 Italian Film
Twenty-five years ago today:
July 28, 1986
Monday
The word is spreading like wildfire that we will likely be going ON STRIKE. This will mean a lack of funds for me. Ouch. I was thinking of looking into employment elsewhere (part-time at the very least). There’s always United Parcel Service or the trying out of that new Employment Temporary/Permanent Service on Harbor Bay Parkway in Alameda.
It was busy at work today. Margaret’s having second thoughts about transferring to the TAS group. Could she be fearful of the unknown?
I went bicycling after work. There were three young gals who swooped on me near South Shore Beach. Their names were Monica, Glenda and Julie. All three of them were from San Leandro. I played the flirting game and then I went to the gym.
Patty and Anne were both working out when I arrived.
Mark did the aerobics class.
David Trapp spotted me on the free weights and we exchanged a few words. He’s really nice.
I keep having these ideal thoughts about working a late night shift at United Parcel Service. There are dollar signs in my eyes. I plan to arrive at work at 7AM for the rest of this week. I could use the overtime if we do happen to go ON STRIKE. I have to realize that I have a trip to New York planned next month, too. Ouch.
"True happiness requires some level of self-awareness."
-DOLLHOUSE, Season I
Episode 5: True Believer
torsdag 28 juli 2011
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