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Oct. 31st, 2001 10:36 pm500 fucking dollars. Have mercy.
I left the party at 9:35ish. I took a cab home. I was home before 10 pm. And I got paid $500.
In cash.
I'm glad I didn't take the train. This might have been an unlucky night where I get mugged for the first time ever. I did consider the possibility of a cab driver perpetrating a crime, but I was prepared to fling open the door and roll out of the way of traffic.
I'm a poor sommabitch who won't be easily parted with my money.
In other good news, my new checks came in the mail, as did my free carton of American Spirits. This is enough cigarettes to last me a year. Esp. since they're menthols and no one fcking smokes menthols with me. Except for the folks in my old neighborhood who would bum smokes off of me on the street. My friends are too snooty to smoke menthols. Except maybe Sparky. ;) So if there are any smokers out there who want a free carton of American Spirits, leave me a comment and I'll e-mail you the number to call. It's pretty easy.
I'm currently waiting for MelRo to finish studying so we can go to bed. In the meantime, I will celebrate my recent cash flow by eating olives.
Oh, and there house was ridiculously large but poorly decorated. I swear, money is wasted on the straights. But the woman is uber-nice and obviously generous, and wants me to call her tomorrow -- I'm assuming just to confirm that everything went ok. Though MelRo suggested that she may want to hire my services on a more permanent basis. Oh my. I'll start calling her Mrs. Robinson. Seriously though, I did find out that she's gone to psyhics before, so she must have thought I was really good. That made me feel pretty confident.
I had some interesting readings too -- perhaps about 2 dozen total, and over half of them were teenage girls, perhaps between the ages of 11 and 16. Very different. But they were cool and responsive for the most part. I did a couple readings that were scarily accurate -- much like the ones on Friday. Including a reading were I mentioned the hierophant is sometime represented by the pope (I don't usualy say this -- though this card doesn't turn up that often), and that this was "crossing" her --turns out the reading was about her recent spiritual crisis and "slipping" and that she's Catholic!
I also got cards that reflected this woman's husband passing and how it's relating to her relationship with her son(s). And I totally analyzed this woman's relationship with a man she's considering breaking up with. I swear, it's like fcking psychoanalysis, and sometimes people will just tell you everything after the fact! Like I'll talk for 10 minutes about the cards, and if it's accurate, they suddenly just spill their guts. Intense.
But I got a lot of compliments not only about my accuracy but about my demeanor -- that I seemed to know what I was doing and really enjoyed it. And I do. But it's exhausting and I don't think I could do it regularly at all.
Ok on to consuming olives and then hopefully to bed!
I left the party at 9:35ish. I took a cab home. I was home before 10 pm. And I got paid $500.
In cash.
I'm glad I didn't take the train. This might have been an unlucky night where I get mugged for the first time ever. I did consider the possibility of a cab driver perpetrating a crime, but I was prepared to fling open the door and roll out of the way of traffic.
I'm a poor sommabitch who won't be easily parted with my money.
In other good news, my new checks came in the mail, as did my free carton of American Spirits. This is enough cigarettes to last me a year. Esp. since they're menthols and no one fcking smokes menthols with me. Except for the folks in my old neighborhood who would bum smokes off of me on the street. My friends are too snooty to smoke menthols. Except maybe Sparky. ;) So if there are any smokers out there who want a free carton of American Spirits, leave me a comment and I'll e-mail you the number to call. It's pretty easy.
I'm currently waiting for MelRo to finish studying so we can go to bed. In the meantime, I will celebrate my recent cash flow by eating olives.
Oh, and there house was ridiculously large but poorly decorated. I swear, money is wasted on the straights. But the woman is uber-nice and obviously generous, and wants me to call her tomorrow -- I'm assuming just to confirm that everything went ok. Though MelRo suggested that she may want to hire my services on a more permanent basis. Oh my. I'll start calling her Mrs. Robinson. Seriously though, I did find out that she's gone to psyhics before, so she must have thought I was really good. That made me feel pretty confident.
I had some interesting readings too -- perhaps about 2 dozen total, and over half of them were teenage girls, perhaps between the ages of 11 and 16. Very different. But they were cool and responsive for the most part. I did a couple readings that were scarily accurate -- much like the ones on Friday. Including a reading were I mentioned the hierophant is sometime represented by the pope (I don't usualy say this -- though this card doesn't turn up that often), and that this was "crossing" her --turns out the reading was about her recent spiritual crisis and "slipping" and that she's Catholic!
I also got cards that reflected this woman's husband passing and how it's relating to her relationship with her son(s). And I totally analyzed this woman's relationship with a man she's considering breaking up with. I swear, it's like fcking psychoanalysis, and sometimes people will just tell you everything after the fact! Like I'll talk for 10 minutes about the cards, and if it's accurate, they suddenly just spill their guts. Intense.
But I got a lot of compliments not only about my accuracy but about my demeanor -- that I seemed to know what I was doing and really enjoyed it. And I do. But it's exhausting and I don't think I could do it regularly at all.
Ok on to consuming olives and then hopefully to bed!
cigs
Date: 2001-11-01 12:31 pm (UTC)