Jul 03, 2008 18:35
The date: Cute guy without really a personnality on his own. Don't wanted to be in the gay "ghetto" but acting like a stereotypical gay. Like Celine Dion, was somewhat feminine, materialistic. He told me I got wrinkles and didn't seem to take care of them. When I told him I was trans, he chocked but still followed me home for some fun. Went to my home, dislike my tea, was too tired to do anything and never called back. I feel relief, in fact. Hoorray for the wrinkles.
The Work Hell. Tension is rising among my fellow colleagues. Billing calls. Calls that we don't have tools for. Complaints calls. They gather us just to tell us that they fired 36 employees in Ottawa, just to tell us that. And to tell us to don't worry because they have fired 36 employees.
The moving Still no phone nor internet. Went for the first time in my life to Ikea. Chriss and his girl bought for 2500$ of stuff and they lend me money to buy a french press coffeee maker at 15$. Saw a cute kitchen table but they didn't have it in stock. Still missing all kind of stuff. No money.