I wish I could just let myself off the hook and admit that being "alone" for the rest of my life wouldn't be so bad...

I've been fairly hostile lately and I'm not quite sure why.  It probably doesn't help I spent Saturday in bed, not feeling well, and then proceeded to go to work and feel even worse.  Being at work and not feeling well sucks.  In other generic updates, I had my first procrastination of the semester, three weeks in...which isn't bad actually, ( Read more... )

I suppose I don't have the time and energy to try to persue someone who doesn't want to be caught...not right now anyway. 

I tried a more traditional approach.  I asked if she wanted to see Sicko with me on Friday.  She said yes.  Also, she leaves in a few weeks for Africa.

As far as the important countdown is concerned...16 days.  I am constantly having dreams (mostly bad ones) about production.  No matter, I have a job to do.

...or I can just fuck things up right away.

I can bide my time and see what she wants to do.

After all, I've got plenty on plate already.

Starting today, I work the next six days, then I have Wednesday off.  After that, the most they can schedule me is Thursday and Friday, and then I am free of Chili's for almost six weeks!  Um, guess I don't have much else right now.

I like people who say what they mean and mean what they say.

Back to being cryptic ( Read more... )

Perhaps the concept of today is only a tool to figure out what exactly happened yesterday.

Perhaps I think too much.

Perhaps.

Maybe, maybe not.

White privilege is not an easy thing for people to overcome, but perhaps the greatest victory is just acknowledging that it exists.  Maybe I can open her eyes a little bit.

I'll put forth some effort, but you all have the right to punch me in the face if I don't stand my ground.