Oh my gosh, did she just update her livejournal?
So it's been a while. I'm not even sure why I haven't posted. Probably because nothing too exciting has happened. I worked this past weekend, that was fun. I like opening a lot more than closing. Yay for opening. Recapping from the last entry...
So the day I wrote my last entry, Eric left for business in Pennsylvania for a few days. I ended up spending way too much time with Lauryn. Monday night I went over and cooked dinner. We had almost a dozen of eggs between us. Apparently eggs have a lot of cholesterol and that is not considered healthy. Eh, we're fine.
That weekend Lauryn and Eric left me alone again, but I didn't get into any mischief. I went to the drag show at Oz with Wendy, not too bad, it was better than what I was expecting. And there were all these cute baby dykes there. Seriously, I wanted to take one home with me.
There is only one more episode of The L Word left this season. And I finished up Arrested Development, so now I can't watch that. Danae also lent me The Office. Hopefully it is as funny as CWM has been telling me it is and I can get addicted to that show now. Which leads me to today. I am going to hell. Well, Pam and Jess are going there first and I'll catch up to them later. It was a little after 8am and Pam walks up to me and Christine and says, "Ken's nipples are turning me on." Ken is pretty much the opposite of hot. So now whenever I see him, my eyes immediately go to his nipples. I started running away from Pam after she said that and Jess saw me with my face all red and then Pam was following me and she stopped by where Jess was and told her what she said. After calming down enough, I go back out of the stockroom and Jess stops me and she asked if there was someone who could embarrass me or make me flustered quicker than her and I had to say that in that situation, yes, Pam made me more flustered. So yeah. Good times. I wrote Jess a poem this weekend because last week she was especially sweet to me. She asked me on Monday if I was huffing the cleaning crews chemicals. It was a good poem.
Tomorrow is the first day of Spring. I love Spring. I think that is when I miss Madison the most: the first warmness, sitting on the Terrace, walking up Bascom Hill and seeing all the girls in skirts. Oh yeah. Wausau Spring sucks in that way. I'm a little tired. Good night!
So the day I wrote my last entry, Eric left for business in Pennsylvania for a few days. I ended up spending way too much time with Lauryn. Monday night I went over and cooked dinner. We had almost a dozen of eggs between us. Apparently eggs have a lot of cholesterol and that is not considered healthy. Eh, we're fine.
That weekend Lauryn and Eric left me alone again, but I didn't get into any mischief. I went to the drag show at Oz with Wendy, not too bad, it was better than what I was expecting. And there were all these cute baby dykes there. Seriously, I wanted to take one home with me.
There is only one more episode of The L Word left this season. And I finished up Arrested Development, so now I can't watch that. Danae also lent me The Office. Hopefully it is as funny as CWM has been telling me it is and I can get addicted to that show now. Which leads me to today. I am going to hell. Well, Pam and Jess are going there first and I'll catch up to them later. It was a little after 8am and Pam walks up to me and Christine and says, "Ken's nipples are turning me on." Ken is pretty much the opposite of hot. So now whenever I see him, my eyes immediately go to his nipples. I started running away from Pam after she said that and Jess saw me with my face all red and then Pam was following me and she stopped by where Jess was and told her what she said. After calming down enough, I go back out of the stockroom and Jess stops me and she asked if there was someone who could embarrass me or make me flustered quicker than her and I had to say that in that situation, yes, Pam made me more flustered. So yeah. Good times. I wrote Jess a poem this weekend because last week she was especially sweet to me. She asked me on Monday if I was huffing the cleaning crews chemicals. It was a good poem.
Tomorrow is the first day of Spring. I love Spring. I think that is when I miss Madison the most: the first warmness, sitting on the Terrace, walking up Bascom Hill and seeing all the girls in skirts. Oh yeah. Wausau Spring sucks in that way. I'm a little tired. Good night!