Wednesday: Holiday staff party
There are some people who I have communicated with so much and for so long exclusively through e-mail that when I meet them in person all I want them to do is scream and throw their arms around me in a hug. And when it actually happens that way, it's immensely gratifying.
Also I spent all night talking to this boy who was so pretty. He was so, so pretty, when he got up to get another drink I told the other people at my table that I wanted to lick his face. (I guess I'd had a few more than I realized myself.) One of my coworkers asked him to dance and he said only if I danced, too. Yes, he really said that. He is a temp, which means I have one month to make my move. The upshot is, if it fails, he's only got one month left in which I might possibly run into him and feel awkward. Let's hear it for the Gugg!
Also I spent all night talking to this boy who was so pretty. He was so, so pretty, when he got up to get another drink I told the other people at my table that I wanted to lick his face. (I guess I'd had a few more than I realized myself.) One of my coworkers asked him to dance and he said only if I danced, too. Yes, he really said that. He is a temp, which means I have one month to make my move. The upshot is, if it fails, he's only got one month left in which I might possibly run into him and feel awkward. Let's hear it for the Gugg!