we got this new cunt of a head chef at the hostel. he said some pretty racist shit to allen & treats me like a damn fool & cooked a vegetarian thing in chicken stock [& has all these fancy notions about hygiene]. it's well fucked. i am pretty sure that to him, i am just a girl & allen is just a gook. before this we didn't really have a boss, just the chicks who run the hostel itself & i never realised how much i was enjoying having female bosses til now hey. not that most of the men i have worked for have been chauvanist pigs or whatevs but there were many, i dunno, vague feelings of subservience, that it was incredibly great not to have... anyway we are not really sure what to do, it is only a few days in but i want him to just fuck off a lot. i dunno if i should go to management & say something now or sit on it. buh. i really just want to go beat him up for what he said to allen. xenophobes can eat shit.

BUT. this arvo was pretty sweet. my friend em shouted me a massage, FUCKEN WOAH! i never had one before. but we went & got nekkid & had all our stresses rubbed out like an eraser. i was kinda nervous cos i'm superrr ticklish & thought i would probably just giggle a lot but it was ok! better than ok. came out all squiggly-wriggly afterwards & went to essen & sank into chairs & drank lots of tea, & i didn't have to get up & collect glasses or take orders or do anything! chairman wow. then i went & bought a box of fancy tea, for ME. EXTRAVAGANT PURCHASE. then i went to my mate james' for VEGAN SUSHI what he made me. i have awesome friends. then i rode my bike home & whistled in the rain.

i want 10k saved by end of august, && i am almost half there. pretty righteous. i will have to start smoking cigars just to light them offa all the fat wads of cash i will have, or something.