dreamworks...

so, that darn calendar. yes, to say that i am obsessed with planning would be an understatement. when i am not planning- aka 'daydreaming' as any mal-adjusted person may say- i feel sad. yep, sad. not planning a vacation? not planning to clean the bathroom on thursday? not planning to put drapes downstairs in DECEMBER 2009?? debt free by 2008!planned to the penny. i'm sure i don't need to break out the stick... i heartily enjoy daydreaming. i've had to add this adult schtick- PLANNING!!! wa la. completely unacceptable grown woman behavior to lay on your bed in the middle of the afternoon, listening to 'desire' and compose a mental picture of your perfect closet, contemplate kissing henry miller, or reminisce about greek islands. i could spend hours staring at the ceiling, staring at clouds, staring at the leaves that hit the window, just staring. totally retarded. hey retard- you have a dentist appointment today at nine, and clean behind the stove when you get back. yeah! really!

riding a bike

i wish that at midnight tonight.... that i was riding my bike through a cool breeze spawned by errant sprinklers. drinking a sapporo and listening to my neighbor's collection of the flaming lips wafting from the window. trying to kick my clog as high as it could possibly fly into the sky. instead i'm pencilling dates on a huge-i-noid calendar, ordering by number an infinite array of 20 minute tasks, and thinking so so little of VACATION! or a weekend in seattle! where are my priorities? fool!

saturday night

after 16 hours of work, an awesome party and some dancing under a disco ball!- I can carry five keg cups two blocks, and only dribble a smidge. i think i spilled way more trying to dance and drink.

the restaurant!

Or as we call in the basement- 'the shit we talk about'- The Restaurant ( you'll need to annunciate that when you speak. duh.)
how much work will it be? what will we make? what will it feel like? what will it look like? where do we get the paperwork? who's going to work there? where the hell will it be? how many people will i have to fire? shit. do we have to hire someone to decorate it?
an endless barrage of questions- and none that many have asked themselves... the most important being- will i really get rich off of this scheme? well, unless your cajones are dripping some serious familia? my first answer is ' not likely- sucker.'
who decides to get into the serious web of SERVANTHOOD??? i'd have to say, the seriously desperate, and the seriously deranged. haha.
a fresh, personal, highly intuitive and consitently innovative approach to dining- a whole town's about to get a little sugar in their bowl.
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