Shrimp Roe Noodles. Xia Zi Mian.
I. am. so. tired. I got up at 7 something this morning for the operation mentioned in my previous entry, then spent multiple hours searching for Eric's birth certificate, only to fail disappointingly. Then I rushed off to work for too long. With no lunch. I was hardcore craving a meatball sub, but Copymax was way busy. Then other people took too long to close so I had to wait around.
I saw some guy carrying a merriam-webster dictionary and came to an awful realization...EVERY time I see merriam-webster for the rest of my life, I will probably think of Matt. Speaking of Matt, this blatantly gay guy came in and was being extremely picky about his order. He said it might be too complicated for me. Pompous ass. He was wearing a nametag that said OB GYN. I wonder if his profession resulted in his sexuality or if he was already homosexual. If so, why would he choose a profession like that? After very little consideration, it's not worth thinking about. Speaking of thinking, I thought about making Dani an entry saying "happy birthday" earlier, when it was still yesterday, but I wished her it ahead of time anyway. Speaking of thinking, I'm tired of it.
I hope Desiree will trade me days off so I can go see Eric's play on opening night. If not, I should still be able to attend Harry Potter (same night, right?). We should buy tickets ahead of time, it will sell out..and if anyone else is going to see Eric's play and I get the night off, then I'll acquire tickets for that, but I might not be able to, so..talk to Eric to find out about free tickets if you planned on going. What about Cursive tickets too, eh? Also, Alexisonfire and Emery are playing in Houston on 6/6. If you're interested in going to see them and whatever other bands are playing with them, let me know, I'm going to try to go (I think).
You know, I've been noticing something when reading other people's journals lately. I used to write more emotionally, seriously, and so on, and think that way, but at some point something changed and I started writing a ton of meaningless and mildly amusing entries instead of the former type, about half of the time. Interesting. I suppose it's for the better.
I miss Cassie.
p.s. Your heart is in the right place where loved ones are concerned.
Lucky# 2,4,6,7,32,34
I saw some guy carrying a merriam-webster dictionary and came to an awful realization...EVERY time I see merriam-webster for the rest of my life, I will probably think of Matt. Speaking of Matt, this blatantly gay guy came in and was being extremely picky about his order. He said it might be too complicated for me. Pompous ass. He was wearing a nametag that said OB GYN. I wonder if his profession resulted in his sexuality or if he was already homosexual. If so, why would he choose a profession like that? After very little consideration, it's not worth thinking about. Speaking of thinking, I thought about making Dani an entry saying "happy birthday" earlier, when it was still yesterday, but I wished her it ahead of time anyway. Speaking of thinking, I'm tired of it.
I hope Desiree will trade me days off so I can go see Eric's play on opening night. If not, I should still be able to attend Harry Potter (same night, right?). We should buy tickets ahead of time, it will sell out..and if anyone else is going to see Eric's play and I get the night off, then I'll acquire tickets for that, but I might not be able to, so..talk to Eric to find out about free tickets if you planned on going. What about Cursive tickets too, eh? Also, Alexisonfire and Emery are playing in Houston on 6/6. If you're interested in going to see them and whatever other bands are playing with them, let me know, I'm going to try to go (I think).
You know, I've been noticing something when reading other people's journals lately. I used to write more emotionally, seriously, and so on, and think that way, but at some point something changed and I started writing a ton of meaningless and mildly amusing entries instead of the former type, about half of the time. Interesting. I suppose it's for the better.
I miss Cassie.
p.s. Your heart is in the right place where loved ones are concerned.
Lucky# 2,4,6,7,32,34