Thursday, October 21
today was ok - my crew was all guys, and it was kind of weird to be party to that stuff i always forget about because i never spend time with all guys: jokey misogyny, trash talk, comparing notes on hot coworkers, and so on. that was whatever. i smiled a lot when la femme d'argent came on the ipod. once again there was a lot of time wasted for nonapparent reasons, but somehow i still canvassed more doors than i think i had yet. in bucks co. got a lot more refusals and generally rude responses than usual though. couple doorslams in face. whatever.
potluck's on for sunday. faboth, as i shall refrain from calling it, is more than satisfying so far.
and how it's always another day
just after twelve o'clock's struck