"I was going to kiss you, but now I'm not," he taunted, turning his head away.

I pulled the sheet up over my chin to hide my mouth. "Well, now you can't!"

He tasted like pot, and his jaw popped when he opened his mouth too wide.

I'm not going into work today because quite honestly I just don't feel like it. It takes a lot of effort for me to actually do work at work these days. Yesterday I completely blew off my oversized books - even though I had enough time to get them done - and read for the last half hour of work instead. I'm depressed about this job, and the fact that ( Read more... )

Just the usual stuff lately. Started the measuring project yesterday. Today the laptop was stuck in the locked cabinet for a while until Adam rescued us. Been playing Halo again, since my one friend from Maine is back playing. When I joined his party he was like "HEATHER!!!" and his voice cracked. He's adorable ( Read more... )

Let me tell you about my weekend. It was a doozie ( Read more... )

I want nothing to do with it any more. The constant complaining, the why-is-this-happening-to-me, the "I'm not happy but I'm making no strides toward making myself happier" bullshit. I'm over it.

Mike stopped by after work last night. It was a good night. He played my bass and we just sat in bed, talking. It was nice, but he's a very sad person. I can't get involved with him. I may be ready for a boyfriend, but I'm certainly not ready for someone like him. He's got too much baggage, too much hurt, for me to fix. I'm not sure exactly what I' ( Read more... )

Mike was over. He smells good. This is so fucked up.

Today's a pretty cold and rainy day. The sun's out right now, but it's a big change from the 60 degree weather we had Monday. I really don't want it to get cold again, I'm so used to just wearing a sweater outside and soon I'll have to go back to my pea coat and mittens and hats. Bah ( Read more... )

I've had the hiccups twice today. Going to Josh's tonight for his birthday. Uhm, let's see, been forming letters in my head addressed to "Mr. Trainwreck". I hate this job simply because it leaves me with too much time to think. I really appreciate my friends, but I can't be devoted to them as much as I'd like. This is the end.

I woke up discombobulated from my nap. I heard my parents' voices and my father talking about a walnuts receipt. I looked at the clock: 4:45. Outside it was daylight. I thought: It's awfully bright for 4:45 in the morning. As my brain woke up more, I realized it was 4:45 in the afternoon and my parents had just gotten home from work ( Read more... )