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A lot has happened since my last post. I got fired from my movie theater job for eating a movie theater pretzel on my break and not paying for it immediately. After a few days of being generally pissed off and waiting for them to call me back, apologize, and beg me to work there again, I decided to find another job.I still work at IHOP in the mornings- as a waitress now, not a hostess- and I am a shift manager at Raising Cane’s Chicken Fingers. That’s right- I got hired at Cane’s (which helpfully happens to be RIGHT NEXT DOOR to IHOP) and within three weeks, I was promoted. Bear in mind that I worked at that movie theater for nearly a YEAR, and wasn’t even considered for promotion. Needless to say, I like Cane’s a lot better.For those of you that don’t know, or might not have a Cane’s in your area, it’s a very quickly-growing franchise, founded by a guy who used to fish salmon in Alaska for a living. The “special sauce” has crack in it, and anyone that eats it will either spit it out and swear obsessively for a few minutes, or down the entire cup of it and rant for more. People either hate that sauce with a bitter, undying passion, or would sell their spouses for the recipe.In other news, being a waitress at IHOP is a lot more challenging than being a hostess. I’m basically whoring myself out to every young couple and old man that strolls in, laughing at their stupid jokes and fawning all over their spoiled children in the vain hope of getting two bucks on the table by the end of it. For now, there’s a lot going on. As some of you might remember, I come from a fairly wealthy southern family. Within a few weeks, I’ll be making my debut for one of the more prominent Mardi Gras crewes in New Orleans. If you’re not from ehre, you don’t know how big of a deal that is in the upper echalons of society here, which is probably just as well. Suffice it to say, I’ll be dressed in an extravagant poofy number and paraded around to all of the eligible bachelors, and engaged to the highest bidder.Though I have become accustomed to excessive amounts of money and a high station in life, I never want to be married against my will. Therefore, I’ve decided to join the Air Force, and become a Chinese Diplomatic Linguist. Naturally, my first inclination was to be a Japanese translator, but presently they don’t need Japanese translators; if I insisted on being a Japanese translator, chances are an AK47 would be shoved into my hands, and I’d be shipped off to the middle east. HOWEVER- if I settle for Chinese, Chinese translators are really high in demand, since China is still communist and all; the chances of them sending a “high-priority aid” like me to guard an oil tanker in Iraq is next to nothing.Naturally, my parents know nothing of my plan. I’ve already seen my recruiter, and taken the ASVAB- I got a 90, wich is more than qualified to be a linguist. Once I take my DLAB, I’ll be set to go. The only catch is- my ship-out date isn’t until February of 2009.I can only hope I’m not married off by then.On a lighter note- I’ve already began saving for a brief trip to Japan this April! I’ve decided to take a simpler, cheaper route and go with an agency- Pop Japan Travel. From what I’ve heard, the tours they offer are really fun and filled with all sorts of activities. For the curious, I’ll be going on their Gothic Lolita tour.Don’t look at me that way.Yes, I AM a Gothic Lolita freak. So sue me.I think the frilly frilly clothes, and the lace and bows and hats and gloves and parasols are nothing short of ADORABLE! My hair is naturally curly, and I’ve already practiced my wide-eyed-innocent look in the mirror. Also, I think my large breast size really helps me fill in those lolita tops much better than flat-chested girls. I can’t WAIT to visit the ORIGINAL Baby the Stars Shine Bright store, or go to Harajuku in full Gothic Lolita fashion- where it all started! It also helps that I won’t be alone; the tour will be full of other girls like me- we’ll take Harajuku by storm!!Er…AHEM.Anyway- I need at least three grand to go, and for now, I have barely a hundred dollars to my name. I know I have a ways to work, but I’m really counting on both of my jobs right now to at least make the $300 deposit by the cutoff date. I’ve already talked to Sukiko about it- and she’s thrilled! She was really counting on seeing me this Chistmas, but she said that on my free days during the tour, she’d be happy to meet me in Tokyo- with Fujiomi and the others, of course. When she said she’d be coming with Fujiomi, I’ll admit, I got a bit nervous. He never found out that I liked Gothic Lolita clothes- and the last thing I need is him mocking me the whole time. However, one thing made me sort of happy: according to Sukiko, Fujiomi hasn’t had a single steady girlfriend since I left. I know I shouldn’t still be holding onto the past, but I suppose I always hoped that Fujiomi wouldn’t forget me too easily.Call it a woman thing.I guess that’s my only news for now- a small job shift, a new goal to work towards, and a ball to go to where I will hopfully avoid engagement to a man I hardly know.Oh, and Christmas.Isn’t it pathetic when a holiday like Christmas plays second fiddle to IHOP and a chicken place…?

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