The friction in your jeans. o_o;
The Good News.
Quit the deli today.
Asked out by one of the Russian girls.
Beginning to ink my first simple peice.
Quick course is going well.
Mel is coming to visit in 4 more weeks.
The Bad News.
Grim and Kat broke up.
Doc is going away to college earlier than expected.
Asked out by one of the Russian girls.
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So I was supposed to go into work today. >>
Needless to say I didn't. For all the things work has fucked me over on, like hell I'm going to go for the long shift and get my balls busted on the last day by that prick of a manager and Paul. Instead I woke up, woke Mel up, talked for a while before she left for work and I went to the book store to pick up that Harry Potter book (whatever it's title is). I park next to Kevin's car. The car represents him very well with all his unknown band stickers blasted on his dashboard and bumper.
So I go into the book store and he practically bounds over the counter when I walk in.
"Ryan!! It's so good to see you again! (bigscarysmile)"
He immediately grabs my hand with both his smaller ones, shaking it all gentle like. x_x;
Wow. So in three months he went either complete homosexual or just a bit more feminin than before. Still a nice as phuck guy. So I hung around talking to him and two girls that decided to take interest in whatever it was we were talking about for about an hour and a half.
Though there came a part of my visit where I had to actualy tell him to stop touching me. >< His hand kept brushing over my upper arm or my shoulder and ... I hate being touched.
A lot unless I like you.
- ... .. ...
*Like you a lot.
So eventually I was released out into the world again with my new book.
Called up Scott and Grim to see if they wanted to play some Halo, Grim's TV is busted which makes me worry a bit. So he asked if I wanted to have lunch tomorrow (today). Scott jumped on immediately. Then Dragos came on followed by Pawn, Remnant, PROJECT and some Lazy guy that Drag apparently knows.
We're thinking of merging clans together because I've got a small selection of us casual/insane players and we'd compliment "The Fa11en" well. So, whatever. Grim, Pawn, Tanx, Drag, Captain and I don't really consider ourselves hard-core, serious players anyway. So PROJ. is going to pitch it to thier overlord. I don't really care. It'll save me the trouble of making Live friends to find some casual custom/practice/whatever games.
After something hours of playing that Mel calls as she gets off work. We talk for a while and she reminds me her friend's going-away party is tonight. >>
Yeah. I'm as excited as hearing from her after she's done with that as I was when she got home late from the 'tour. But she's a good girl. :/ Trust just isn't something I'm very good at handing out Regardless of how much I really really like her. ><
Might either ink this facial pic of Jay's CMP persona or start the new Harry Pooter.
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Yesterday was somewhat interesting as it was my secret last day at the deli. I only told the two girls I work with regularly, Nadaia and Oesileya because I trained them, I can trust them to keep thier lips sealed. Trust them much more than Karen and James. >> These last few days of work I finaly look from the outside of how dumb my co-workers were and why it was that they were stuck at that deli. They all complain about how dead-end it is but apparently it isn't enough of a incentive/motivation to get up and look for a new job.
From the decisions they make to the stupid things that dribble from thier hanging lower lips. The girls have told me numerous times of how fast they would quit the deli if WaWa weren't paying for 80% of their apartment and are absolutely amazed that I've been there for a compiled 2 years while going to school. Real nice girls though Oasel doesn't speak the English as well as Nadaia which is probably why I agreed to take her out to the cinema on a day we have off. She's a nice girl though I really don't know nothing about her. Though she was really intrigued when I told her I had an interest in Russian literature and the land. I brought in The Mandate and we flipped through it while out on a puff break out front. So then she starts asking me if I go to the cinema often, asking me what it was like and before I leave she asked if I could one day take her on a day off this week.
So long story short she and Oesil coaxed my cell number from me. Which I feel a bit guilty about but, phuck it. It's a movie and she's leaving at the end of September. I'm just surprised she asked me to take her and not one of the guys her and the other girl's didn't ask me to bull dog away from them.
LOL, it's sort of cute. I'll see Oesil cornered behind the coffee and some 30 year old pervert is talking to her, giving her the hungry eye and I can see her glancing at me often before tilting her head to the subject in need of being chased away.
Wtf, these girls are like 18-22 years old. And these guys are ... my dad's age.
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Practically 3am and nothing but a texted 'Love you' has come up from the last hour and a half.
I worry too much. ._.
Hrm. ...
Quit the deli today.
Asked out by one of the Russian girls.
Beginning to ink my first simple peice.
Quick course is going well.
Mel is coming to visit in 4 more weeks.
The Bad News.
Grim and Kat broke up.
Doc is going away to college earlier than expected.
Asked out by one of the Russian girls.
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So I was supposed to go into work today. >>
Needless to say I didn't. For all the things work has fucked me over on, like hell I'm going to go for the long shift and get my balls busted on the last day by that prick of a manager and Paul. Instead I woke up, woke Mel up, talked for a while before she left for work and I went to the book store to pick up that Harry Potter book (whatever it's title is). I park next to Kevin's car. The car represents him very well with all his unknown band stickers blasted on his dashboard and bumper.
So I go into the book store and he practically bounds over the counter when I walk in.
"Ryan!! It's so good to see you again! (bigscarysmile)"
He immediately grabs my hand with both his smaller ones, shaking it all gentle like. x_x;
Wow. So in three months he went either complete homosexual or just a bit more feminin than before. Still a nice as phuck guy. So I hung around talking to him and two girls that decided to take interest in whatever it was we were talking about for about an hour and a half.
Though there came a part of my visit where I had to actualy tell him to stop touching me. >< His hand kept brushing over my upper arm or my shoulder and ... I hate being touched.
A lot unless I like you.
- ... .. ...
*Like you a lot.
So eventually I was released out into the world again with my new book.
Called up Scott and Grim to see if they wanted to play some Halo, Grim's TV is busted which makes me worry a bit. So he asked if I wanted to have lunch tomorrow (today). Scott jumped on immediately. Then Dragos came on followed by Pawn, Remnant, PROJECT and some Lazy guy that Drag apparently knows.
We're thinking of merging clans together because I've got a small selection of us casual/insane players and we'd compliment "The Fa11en" well. So, whatever. Grim, Pawn, Tanx, Drag, Captain and I don't really consider ourselves hard-core, serious players anyway. So PROJ. is going to pitch it to thier overlord. I don't really care. It'll save me the trouble of making Live friends to find some casual custom/practice/whatever games.
After something hours of playing that Mel calls as she gets off work. We talk for a while and she reminds me her friend's going-away party is tonight. >>
Yeah. I'm as excited as hearing from her after she's done with that as I was when she got home late from the 'tour. But she's a good girl. :/ Trust just isn't something I'm very good at handing out Regardless of how much I really really like her. ><
Might either ink this facial pic of Jay's CMP persona or start the new Harry Pooter.
- - - - - - - - - -
Yesterday was somewhat interesting as it was my secret last day at the deli. I only told the two girls I work with regularly, Nadaia and Oesileya because I trained them, I can trust them to keep thier lips sealed. Trust them much more than Karen and James. >> These last few days of work I finaly look from the outside of how dumb my co-workers were and why it was that they were stuck at that deli. They all complain about how dead-end it is but apparently it isn't enough of a incentive/motivation to get up and look for a new job.
From the decisions they make to the stupid things that dribble from thier hanging lower lips. The girls have told me numerous times of how fast they would quit the deli if WaWa weren't paying for 80% of their apartment and are absolutely amazed that I've been there for a compiled 2 years while going to school. Real nice girls though Oasel doesn't speak the English as well as Nadaia which is probably why I agreed to take her out to the cinema on a day we have off. She's a nice girl though I really don't know nothing about her. Though she was really intrigued when I told her I had an interest in Russian literature and the land. I brought in The Mandate and we flipped through it while out on a puff break out front. So then she starts asking me if I go to the cinema often, asking me what it was like and before I leave she asked if I could one day take her on a day off this week.
So long story short she and Oesil coaxed my cell number from me. Which I feel a bit guilty about but, phuck it. It's a movie and she's leaving at the end of September. I'm just surprised she asked me to take her and not one of the guys her and the other girl's didn't ask me to bull dog away from them.
LOL, it's sort of cute. I'll see Oesil cornered behind the coffee and some 30 year old pervert is talking to her, giving her the hungry eye and I can see her glancing at me often before tilting her head to the subject in need of being chased away.
Wtf, these girls are like 18-22 years old. And these guys are ... my dad's age.
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Practically 3am and nothing but a texted 'Love you' has come up from the last hour and a half.
I worry too much. ._.
Hrm. ...