It's been awhile, here's for a smile.
Update!
I recently started my new job as a server at the Chapel Hill Roadhouse Steakhouse. It seems like a super easy job, I just need to learn the eighteen million different meat choices we offer. Two pluses about my co-workers:
1) The owner looks like an ugly Owen Wilson. This makes me like him immediately.
2) There is a huge Chach who works there who is also a male stripper. From what i gather, people rip on him all the time for it, which should be fun.
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Today I was sitting in my usual spot on the second floor of the student center, trying to get tan thru the window while studying. Somehow interesting conversations always happen right next to me when i'm there. Two middle-aged men who i assume are professors sat down and started talking about the economy. The one man interrupted the other man mid-sentence like this:
"Are you married?"
"No."
"Ever been married?"
"Yes...I am married and divorced. That was another life."
"Ah, why did you divorce?"
"I... I don't want to talk about that right now."
"Do you have any children?"
"no...I have never had a child. I'm getting old, too..."
The man sounded SO pain-stricken, it broke my heart. I dunno, it seemed like a significant part of my day. Remember him in your prayers!
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I think i got 102% on my art history test. booyow.
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Today I picked up my phone and called Jesse. Totally out of impulse. I just dialed, and i don't know why. I wasn't planning on him answering, and he didn't. So i left a lengthy message. I don't expect him to call me back, but i DEFINATELY feel like i finally have some closure. I haven't felt this good about him since before we broke up. I don't think he even cares about the message, doubt he even listened to it, but it makes me feel good to know i tried to mend something that was so horribly broken. I highly doubt we'll ever be friends again, but at least I don't have to carry around a chip on my shoulder.
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MMMMM chocolate this weekend....
I recently started my new job as a server at the Chapel Hill Roadhouse Steakhouse. It seems like a super easy job, I just need to learn the eighteen million different meat choices we offer. Two pluses about my co-workers:
1) The owner looks like an ugly Owen Wilson. This makes me like him immediately.
2) There is a huge Chach who works there who is also a male stripper. From what i gather, people rip on him all the time for it, which should be fun.
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Today I was sitting in my usual spot on the second floor of the student center, trying to get tan thru the window while studying. Somehow interesting conversations always happen right next to me when i'm there. Two middle-aged men who i assume are professors sat down and started talking about the economy. The one man interrupted the other man mid-sentence like this:
"Are you married?"
"No."
"Ever been married?"
"Yes...I am married and divorced. That was another life."
"Ah, why did you divorce?"
"I... I don't want to talk about that right now."
"Do you have any children?"
"no...I have never had a child. I'm getting old, too..."
The man sounded SO pain-stricken, it broke my heart. I dunno, it seemed like a significant part of my day. Remember him in your prayers!
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I think i got 102% on my art history test. booyow.
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Today I picked up my phone and called Jesse. Totally out of impulse. I just dialed, and i don't know why. I wasn't planning on him answering, and he didn't. So i left a lengthy message. I don't expect him to call me back, but i DEFINATELY feel like i finally have some closure. I haven't felt this good about him since before we broke up. I don't think he even cares about the message, doubt he even listened to it, but it makes me feel good to know i tried to mend something that was so horribly broken. I highly doubt we'll ever be friends again, but at least I don't have to carry around a chip on my shoulder.
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MMMMM chocolate this weekend....