  SO here I am! I am pretty sure no one is reading this and that is kid of the way I like it...I have an office job and I find my time passing by with amazing deep thoughts and no place to put them so here we go. I realized just now as I brought two executives their water, that as far as I wanted to get from the restaurant industry I am still a waitress...difference is here they say thank you and I get insurance... My opening night is tonight. I am too worn out to be excited, but hopefully I will pick up later after a few lines of coke. I am getting too old to dance..everyday I wake up and groan like an 80 year old and saunter out of bed..but I can still do the splits so I guess I am not that old..or maybe I am just a limber oldie..or maybe I am an over-dramatic 23 year old...or maybe I am a giant ball of hotness wrapped in a jogging suit of old. see what I mean about deep thoughts... 
