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fodder

the pebbles you've arranged,
in the sand they're strange.
they speak to me like constellations,
as we lie here.

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    • Tuesday, May 16, 2006

    Half Of Me Left

    Too tired to attempt to type in prose, hence.

    1. First day of work. Exhausted.
    2. Working at Citilink, one of the push-cart stalls owned by the people from the neighbouring stall of Flaschengeist last dec!
    3. Have to carry a pouch containing float and the day's earnings the whole day while working. SCARY BURDEN. Now, don't mug me while I go to the loo.
    3. Ran short of a couple of bucks while doing closing. WHY?!!!!! What is wrong with my counting?!!!!!!
    4. Got handed the keys to the stall. Responsibility. Sigh.
    5. Wore a new necklace I made and a customer commented that it's really nice! ;) Cheap thrill.
    6. Eyebrow-raising incident:
    Me: (smiles politely) Hello, I'm Gwen, you are?
    Girl at neighbouring stall selling ching chong accessories: (gives me this ultra incredulous look) Huh?
    Me: I said I'm Gwen, your name is...?
    Girl: Oh, JL.
    Me: Thanks for helping me mend my stall while I went to get a drink just now.
    Girl: No prob. Oh, you used to sell *makes a vague drinking action and points to the spot in Citilink where the Flaschengeist stall used to be* that, that...
    Me: Dessert wine? (??!!!!?!!!!!!)
    Girl: Yeah yeah! Very nice!
    Me: Oh, so you mean you recognise me?! *raises eyebrows*
    Girl: Yeah yeah! Short hair...

    Whatever. I felt like poking her 'princess curls'.

    Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

    00:24

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