Ugh...my nose is being raped by the smell of urine. Dude...seriously.
This bed is either REALLY comfortable or I'm just tired. I'm going to say both.
I'm glad TheBestFriend knows me well enough and that I haven't changed all that much from who I was and who I am now.
I still find it very strange when I get hit on. I looked like a bum in my ripped jeans, a hoodie and my hair pulled back into a messy ponytail and I STILL got hit on about three times in the span of thirty minutes. What's up with that?
It was quite the ego boost.
Be careful what you wish for indeed. I got a new job. And I have a date.
Someone wants to buy a print of mine for REAL this time. And a whole series of photos I haven't even started to work on yet. I'm pretty effin' geeked about that.
Indianapolis is too small. Details used be a camp counselor or something for Les' son AND he knows TheParkRanger. (Then again TheParkRanger is the mayor.)
Date was cool. Details is a nice guy and a gentleman, but I'm not physically attracted to him and really not feeling him. He doesn't fit the crowd I run with either. And he's a little too touchy-feely. I'm quite surprised he put up with me for as long as he did. I won't change who I am just to date you. I am who I am...and sometimes I'm an ass. And out of all my boys that I hugged you only made what seemed like a snide remark about the hug I gave TheMC. Oh and just because I hang out with mostly boys doesn't mean any of them are going to get play. That's a ridiculous thing to ask.
Thought bubbles courtesy of Blind Date would've been hee-larious. Had I the energy I probably could've made him cry.
Yay!!! Import/Export came all the way up from Atlanta to visit. We had a great a time, even if we only got to spend one day together. It was a good time all around. *wink wink nudge nudge* And the attention and affection was greatly appreciated. Not too touchy-feely and heck he was able to hang with me and the boys and fit.
He noticed how fidgety I am and thinks I might have ADD or something. I suppose it's possible.
It's really bizarre when you're out and you meet someone and their significant other only to realize you know their SO from somewhere. I realized later I met him online and we talked on the phone a few times. He either didn't recognize me or was ignoring the fact that we've "met" before.
*rolls on floor laughing*
Sooooo tired. MUST.GET.UP.
Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have talked to McDishes...usually I feel good after our conversations. Not so much this time. Hmmph. He made me doubt my decision about accepting the position
Why you gotta fuck with my high like that?
It was silly of me to think that we could talk about everything. I guess sometimes I forget you're not TheBestFriend.
Texting me at 130AM because you want to see me = unacceptable behavior. I'm not feeling that AT ALL.
Get off my nuts please. Apparently I don't deal well with people I'm not attracted to texting me all the time. Can I get some space please?
Caking. I *heart* this blog.
Sometimes I feel like I'm doing too much. Or trying to do too much. Making lists of things I need to do or buy or whatever helps...but not all the time. My mind is just everywhere. I need a little pill or something that will help me focus and get ish done.
I was just offered the OTHER position I interviewed for last week Wednesday. Hmmm...what shall I do?
I'm feeling quite exhausted. Maybe it's time for bed.
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