Deprogramming
This is probably going to sound really bad and come at a completely inappropriate time but I love Chris. I'm sitting at work, feeling pretty bummed out since Jeremy's busy sorting out his paperwork and other stuff in his new place and he didn't want to see me tonight(I even bought him a bouquet of chocolate roses from the Candy Bouquet, mofo). Then my cell phone rings. First I hesitate to answer it. I quit Ricki's today by merely not showing up(haha Amanda bitched about people doing that in my interview but I feel sorry for Tammy). I don't like being criticised for the shit I do and I don't like being scolded or told I "let people down". Blow me, I'm 20. Do you think is the first time I've done so? Do you think it's the last time I'll do it? The answer? NO!
Anyways back to the point. I answer my phone, it's Chris. He's at work, I'm at work, we briefly discuss work boredom. He asks if I'm going home, I say I don't really have a choice since my car isn't yet equipped to sleep in yet. He asks if I want to hang out, I say I'd love to, he says he's feeling pretty bummed out, I say I'm feeling pretty lonely. We're kindred spirits, it's uncanny. Krysta just needs to stop projecting her want for it to be romance onto it.
A LOT has happened in the past few days. Some I don't think I'll ever be able to explain. I have finally found what I've sought for a very, very long time: someone who understands me. Brendan, you'd be proud, I've discovered anarchism and I agree so whole heartedly it's almost overwhelming.
But I've gotta run NBC. Ciao kiddies. More may come but maybe not.
Anyways back to the point. I answer my phone, it's Chris. He's at work, I'm at work, we briefly discuss work boredom. He asks if I'm going home, I say I don't really have a choice since my car isn't yet equipped to sleep in yet. He asks if I want to hang out, I say I'd love to, he says he's feeling pretty bummed out, I say I'm feeling pretty lonely. We're kindred spirits, it's uncanny. Krysta just needs to stop projecting her want for it to be romance onto it.
A LOT has happened in the past few days. Some I don't think I'll ever be able to explain. I have finally found what I've sought for a very, very long time: someone who understands me. Brendan, you'd be proud, I've discovered anarchism and I agree so whole heartedly it's almost overwhelming.
But I've gotta run NBC. Ciao kiddies. More may come but maybe not.