Stream of Conciousness
I'm at work, and no work is being done whatsoever. I bought a couch, it's quite lovely... a sectional actually, you know, the one that comes with a corner, a middle and a chaise.. it's great. I also finally bought my night tables and headboard for the bed.. it's all starting to come along quite nicely. I always thought I was pretty likable, but it turns out that I'm probably not. It's a little weird. My semi-quasi friends usually always want to hang out, unless they're genuinely busy.. but I don't think I've ever been given the "something suddenly came up"-line. This happened to me last week, and I knew it was an excuse, which made it worse I guess. Isn't easier to just tell someone you don't feel like hanging out, as apposed to coming up with a big story to get yourself out of the horror of spending an afternoon with me. Jeez.. I didn't know my company was so unbearable. Oh well.. I suppose you can't please everyone. It's ok.. I didn't really like you much either.
In other news.. I'm in desperate need of a good old fashion ego-boost. I don't usually end up in situations where I'm around the opposite sex long enough to get out a decent sentence, let-alone start a flirty conversation... not that it really matters, it's just that sometimes I feel devoid of that meaningless excitement that fills one with intrigue and the illusion of hope. I guess it's not really necessary, but it is nice sometimes to be reminded that other people could be attracted to you. I forget where things like that happen. Where is it that people go to meet other people.. to flirt and possibly lead that flirtation elsewhere? It's not like I was going around picking up guys all willy-nilly before. Oh well.. maybe when I start school again I'll be reminded of that.
In other news.. I'm in desperate need of a good old fashion ego-boost. I don't usually end up in situations where I'm around the opposite sex long enough to get out a decent sentence, let-alone start a flirty conversation... not that it really matters, it's just that sometimes I feel devoid of that meaningless excitement that fills one with intrigue and the illusion of hope. I guess it's not really necessary, but it is nice sometimes to be reminded that other people could be attracted to you. I forget where things like that happen. Where is it that people go to meet other people.. to flirt and possibly lead that flirtation elsewhere? It's not like I was going around picking up guys all willy-nilly before. Oh well.. maybe when I start school again I'll be reminded of that.