fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- People Will Die if I Don't Make Pastries Motherfucker!!! I am so fucking tired. Tomorrow will be my 7th straight day of 10 hour days and I only have one day off. Why the hell did I want to be a chef? Seriously? Why couldn't I have chosen a career which people don't need to survive?
I want to go to Europe again. I want to eat handfulls of macarons in Monmartre. I want to lie in a field of tulips in Amsterdam. I want to hump an Englishmen. 5:47 p.m. - 2005-04-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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