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Work didn't suck today. Well, it sucked a little bit. But you take what you can get. Adin smiled at me- just a real smile, not a flirting smile, not a patronizing smile, not a robot smile- and it made me happy. I think I'm finally getting over him. It helps that he seems to be hooking up with deAnna, my manager. At first I was a little bitter about it, for me and for certain other people I know who may or may not be madly smitten with deAnna, but it's actually kind of relaxing to be so thoroughly assured that I have no chance whatsoever. (I already kind of knew that, with the age difference and all, but I guess this is just harder to deny.) Besides, they seem to be a pretty good match. And at least they're both less grumpy.
Hmm. I've been kind of depressed these past few days, and I'm really hoping it's not because of the sugar withdrawal. Enh. I don't even really know why I agreed to the bet, since I'm not terribly opposed to sugar consumption, despite the fact that it's dead set on taking each and every one of my teeth before I turn thirty. I suppose it's good for me, though. Hell, I know it's good for me. Especially if Narf caves really soon and I get fifty dollars in addition to getting to eat sugar again. Oh ho ho ho. I did, however, totally pig out on some trail mix involving sugar-free m-and-m-type things last night, which I felt moderately guilty about (despite their extreme untastiness), but it turns out Narf noshed on some Easter-bread stuff today which could or could not be considered a dessert.
Hm...I suppose I should probably wake Pants up so he can post. Although it is tempting to trick him into losing just so something will happen. I don't really want to post every day for the rest of my life. Trickery may have to become involved at some point.
Heheh, and don't think I won't be sending batch upon batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies Narf's way. Don't think it for a moment.
Hmm. I've been kind of depressed these past few days, and I'm really hoping it's not because of the sugar withdrawal. Enh. I don't even really know why I agreed to the bet, since I'm not terribly opposed to sugar consumption, despite the fact that it's dead set on taking each and every one of my teeth before I turn thirty. I suppose it's good for me, though. Hell, I know it's good for me. Especially if Narf caves really soon and I get fifty dollars in addition to getting to eat sugar again. Oh ho ho ho. I did, however, totally pig out on some trail mix involving sugar-free m-and-m-type things last night, which I felt moderately guilty about (despite their extreme untastiness), but it turns out Narf noshed on some Easter-bread stuff today which could or could not be considered a dessert.
Hm...I suppose I should probably wake Pants up so he can post. Although it is tempting to trick him into losing just so something will happen. I don't really want to post every day for the rest of my life. Trickery may have to become involved at some point.
Heheh, and don't think I won't be sending batch upon batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies Narf's way. Don't think it for a moment.