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MANDY MOORE
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Friday, January 07, 2011. I CLOCKED OUT. I CLOCKED OUT! I fail at life. A week into 2011 and I've already sunk into self-loathing. This is not a good sign. Also not a good sign: my apparent mental retardation. I may be the new replacement for the actual retard in our kitchen. This is really, really not cool, brain. At the time Senior Chef M says for you to. After PROMISING me you'd saranwrap your ident card to remind yourself NOT TO? And in the middle is an awesome displ...
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MANDY MOORE: May 2011
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Tuesday, May 10, 2011. All Ain't Peaches and Cream. It's a gorgeous day outside: from our two banquet rooms on the 70th floor, the sprawling view from the massive windows lining the walls is magnificent. So it's the end of a day full of wedding courses. Because Assistant Chef M is a sadist, I am the one doing most of them: tuna tartare. Goes wrong. I'm thinking I might get a freebie this time. Something's going on," Rat Face barks to Head Waiter #2, a jolly rotund man wi...
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MANDY MOORE: cold. cold. cold. cold. COLD.
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Tuesday, January 11, 2011. Cold cold. cold. cold. COLD. Turns out I worried my nails down to stubs for nothing. He of course teased me to death but was also very understanding and didn't make any threats to never let me go home early again, like I'd feared. What is WITH Japanese girls and their resistance to cold? They bundle up in down jackets but their skinny little legs are still clad in only stockings or leggings. Its gonna be great! Another day in the life. Girl wit...
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MANDY MOORE: Yoi Otoshi Wo
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Friday, December 31, 2010. Here we are. December 31st. Just, you know, to clarify: OMFG. IT'S THE LAST DAY OF 2010. OMG OMG OMG. CELEBRATION. I have already said so on my Twitter (and Facebook), so why not say it here as well? That on December 31st, 2011, I'll sit at this computer (or possibly a shiny upgrade) and write, "Forget boring old 2010 - THIS YEAR was the best year of my damn life! That thrills me like you have no idea how much. So that's the way 2010 will end f...
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MANDY MOORE: July 2010
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Wednesday, July 21, 2010. My one-month anniversary has come and gone in a flash. To sum up the whirlwind of activity that was the past two weeks into neat little bullet points, I have:. Cut a stunning amount of fruits and veggies, my knife becoming more and more like an extension of my hand with every 10 kgs of precisely chopped red onions. Become the new favourite slave of the inhabitants of the Butcher Room, who now steal me for a couple hours every day. And I also bur...
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MANDY MOORE: November 2010
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Monday, November 29, 2010. The Appetizer and Steak Indeterminacy. I debated on whether to blather on about every single detail of my translating work in one 10,000 word post - but, truth be told, it was all very dull. I smiled, I kissed ass, I wore a giant head chef's toque, I helped my boss through the perfunctory "Hello and welcome to the Royal Park Hotel. Please enjoy your stay" greetings. So, no. I ran that entire 15 minutes. Maybe Hey, Dude. He was late. Late en...
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MANDY MOORE: Rant
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Tuesday, March 15, 2011. When it comes to earthquakes, I'm usually very calm. Hell, during the March 11th quake, I stopped for a moment to contemplate the chaos around me before going online for details about it. I felt only a little excitement, not much else. We retired to the chef's office, where we, Chef T., and Senior Chef K watched TV all night and tried our best to sleep whilst sitting upright. (Except Senior Chef K: he found some cardboard and had a peacef...It co...
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MANDY MOORE: January 2011
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Tuesday, January 11, 2011. Cold cold. cold. cold. COLD. Turns out I worried my nails down to stubs for nothing. He of course teased me to death but was also very understanding and didn't make any threats to never let me go home early again, like I'd feared. What is WITH Japanese girls and their resistance to cold? They bundle up in down jackets but their skinny little legs are still clad in only stockings or leggings. Friday, January 07, 2011. I fail at life. It's not a ...
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MANDY MOORE: May 2010
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Saturday, May 22, 2010. I trust that it was the right choice. Friday, May 14, 2010. I've been saying this everywhere but I don't care! I got the pricier one because the other model I was considering was out of stock. EVERYWHERE. No surprise there, I suppose. Friday, May 07, 2010. Of Cabbages and Kings and Running. In other news, I've been starting to feel restless and irritated with things. Just, you know, things. And you know what it is? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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MANDY MOORE: September 2010
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Living That Hormone-Ravaged Life. Sunday, September 26, 2010. I have this. I still have to answer the damn phone in the kitchen whenever it rings. Every time work helps me overcome a previously negative aspect of my life - like how it's turning me into a morning person and helping me appreciate the sex appeal of Japanese men - I expect it to miraculously cure all the other bad stuff. Like my fear of roaches and phones and my inability to eat yogurt or bananas without experiencing nausea. It's the cutting...