Sunday, March 17, 2002
Spent the weekend being a bad girl. I don't know how Molly and Polly do it. Fuck me! I'm going to end up like Olga if I carry on like this. That's the problem with the bar thing. You earn good money, but it goes from one bar straight to another. The bar economy is like the beer sloshing around in an almost-empty pitcher. From one place, to another, to another, then back to the first place. Olga's the biggest culprit (is that the right word? Fuck, I'm so hungover…) She rakes it in at her place, then spends it all up in little Italy in the slot machines and at the Fly-By-Night. Who else benefits? The guys selling drugs at the Wellington? What do they spend it on? Booze in a bar.
I thought a bit too much about that guy today. Don't know why.
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