Sep 13, 2006 17:49
I have finally moved into a place. A place I can semi call home for now. Anyway.. it's been a trying experience and I definately wore out my welcome on my friends couch. I called things off with Prom King, and Bartender but I still lust after one of them. Bartender is so my type, but totally afraid and unwilling to have a commitment. We do have great conversations though and that makes me still like to be around him. We swore off sex and decided to just be friends, but alcohol and privacy found a way of making us liars. Last night he showed up at my "other" job, and I don't think I've been so nervous since the first time I took off my clothes in front of a room of anxious onlookers. Unfortunately, he showed up after I had made all my money and I was forced to stand around looking undesirable. That wasn't really the case, of course. After an hour he walked up to me, smiling, and said hello. It was sweet in a what the fuck kind of way. But I guess you'd just half to understand the biz. I love being here because all of my guy friends treat me like a princess, and seeing as how Bartender has to always be around me because of our mutual friends.. he gets to watch other guys adore me.. constantly asking him, "isn't she the coolest? We are so glad she came back!" It feels soo good to have my head blown up, even if the hot air is only going to last for a little while.
it is confirmed, Corpus has the worst cocaine. and remember...
You don't get fat from what I eat.
guys,
moving,
work