Jan 25, 2005 03:10
heart stepped on again? yes.
drunk? you bet.
going to cry? more than likely.
but things have taken an upward turn even still.
got a job offer. doing secretarial work with a very chill guy. casual dress mainly, anwering phones, research, the usual shit i love doing anyways. very good.
after having heart stabbed with a spork went to ihop for some crepes and met a guy. strange enough i know. we talked for awhile, i laid out that i dont put up with bullshit and expect to be treated with respect and he still asked me for my number so i give him a high five for that. now if he actually calls... well keep our fingers crossed.
been running the past couple of days. i really want to lose this god damn weight but its so hard. 15 pounds and ill shuttup. maybe 20. well just say a 28 inch waist. then ill shuttup. i feel like a lard ass even if i dont look like it. i know its from not smoking but if its semi-fat or cancer ill take the sandwich please.
drunk. sleep. now. night.