slouch.

ever have someone tell you to stand up straight? look you in the eye when they're talking?

April, 2008

how i am not myself

On Sunday’s you had to make sure you had enough melon, because often, it was the only thing on the plate that didn’t get sent back. If you ran out of melon, the other cooks would freak, morale on the line would collapse. “Dios mio,” they’d say, spatula’s and tongs dangling from their hands, the […]

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everything perfect

I was born in New York. I am a fan of baseball. There are only twenty people in this country that have the same last name as me. See? That isn’t difficult. I don’t have to divulge national secrets, but goddamnit I do have to say something. Just whatever. Make some kind of effort. C’mon […]

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