stuff, things, etc.
7:44 p.m.
didn't set my alarm last night. 40 minutes late to work. no worries.
a western union client sent money to a "bigelow coldpepper", yow, name of the week!
free donuts at work from sexy kent the baker across the street.
the cutest little girl cop was in today.
some lady yesterday was totally bending over looking at watches and flashing me some tit in her loose tank top. round and creamy with big nips.
i could never be with a man who listened to and and enjoyed the carpenters without irony.
note found in the parking lot at the mental health facilitiy : "baby, sorry for the inconvenance i caused you. i didn't mean to stress you out. i just didn't want to fuck up my program. love ya"
we're doing fucking passport photos now, and we're gonna get set up so people can send pics online to our machine to have prints made. that sucks major balls, ok?
the pepsi guys are all hot/dorky.
that little beer guy robert ain't bad either.
that white stripes song is in my head.."how old are you? how old are you now anyway?"
met a nice scrapbook mom today. great teeth. cute husband. cute kids. from idaho falls. recommended trinidad and fern canyon.
the kodak help line is now staffed by ladies from south america named "tammy" and apple pie names like that.
we recieved a part today for the photo machine. label said "do not open this package. you will damamge contents."
many hot older men today...that means older than ME.
heard a moby song at work, that was new.
oooh, and lots of sade, i was almost dancing in the candy aisle. that song.."it's about faith, it's about trust..nothing can come between us..." good one. i'm sure i have that on kazaa.
people with film today...last name "zinger"!
the new jalepeno pringles are tasty.
talking to my new buddy a lot. he's sweet, kind, considerate...but even some of my gnomish friends that hang at the thunderbrew distillery i think are doubting my motives...or, my sanity?
killer smile on that boy.
amazing eyes.
but if you know the circumstances anything i say is gonna sound lame, i guess.
i'm not playing daddy. he's not asking for anything. we've connected on some level. i KNOW the built-in failure factor. that's not the point. yes, closer is better. older is better. i spent the last several months DYING for a little something back. i'm not gonna apologize for feeling good now. 600 miles? who cares. this is the internet. there's NO obsession here. it's a new friend. he makes me feel good...about myself. like j-rob did. and jason. and peter. each was a learning experience. i grew from each one. what's wrong with that?
umm, ok, i'm done ranting.
hit me with your best shot. i love all you bitches.
- michael