Bootle, Lullaby and Waiting

"What the eye does not see, the stomach does not get upset over"- Jerome K. Jerome.

Well, I am now home from another day of work in the food and beverage industry. It was an eventful one, and at times quite soul crushing but over all not bad. Today was my first night of closing the kitchen all by myself, and so it took me a little longer than usual. Tomorrow is my last day before I have a few off, and I only have to work until 2 which is awesome. I may look into getting a second job, but right now I am not too bothered, because apart from taking some hot grease to the face yesterday which caused it to ooze puss for most of last night and today (sexy!!) and some various aches and pains, I am quite happy. Besides, I have plenty of social plans for this week and a grandmother to clean everything for me.

This morning I got up and went to church. My father showed up today to appease my grandmother, but my brother was absent which later caused unsavory looks to emanate from our matriarch during father's day brunch. Speaking of father's day, I bought mine a book called The Politically Incorrect Guide to The Constitution. This book presses the points that the separation of church and state is not in the Constitution; that new deal progressives re-wrote the Constitution to suite their fascistic needs and that activist judges are a big problem.. Among other things..

So I have made a decision on which mandolin to purchase. I have chosen the Giannini GBSM3, which is awesome... I am going to order it this Thursday as soon as I deposit my first paycheck, and it should arrive a week later.

Right now, I am watching an episode of Agatha Christie's Poirot.. The producers of the show decided to scare me by singing children's nursery rhymes in a weird discordant way over every murder scene, which there are many of... It is also quite funny.

See you tomorrow.