Feb 09, 2007 22:15
God, I love my job.
I love the people I work with.
We're sarcastic smart-asses and we love it.
We think it's hillarious.
The people I work with are amazing, too.
They are all good for a laugh and I definately get alot of those.
Which is good because I try to laugh at least 100x a day.
It's important to enjoy life, otherwise it's going to suck, majorly.
Bobby said he's done talking to me?
For good?
Well, whatever.
That's his choice.
I think it's fucked up the ass.
But its not my place to say.
I haven't talked to Jacob in a couple days.
I'm sad without him, but the stuff he does kinda makes me sad, too.
And I really have nothing to tell him when he calls.
So why would I be sad he's not calling when I have very little to say?
Summer better fix all of this.
Or something drastic is going to happen, damnit.