Sounds like a radio tuned to whitenoise - softer slowly softer - can't this thing go any faster?
7x unbelievable myspace whoreishness, no nudity, please keep in mind that I am drunk and have been at work all day in these pictures. 1x funny things that happen to me at work.
(ringring)
"This is Jess, how can I help you?"
"Hi, I was just wondering about (generic product).."
"Oh, well, (generic pricing, functions etc)"
"Oh, that's pretty good, (generic product question, interrupted-)"
"Oh, dude!"
!!!
"Sorry, you're on speaker phone."
"What did you say your name was?"
"Jess."
"Jess! Your voice is so hot, it's like...9-out-of-10 for hotness!"
"Oh god, guys, shut up! I'm sorry, they're pretty drunk..."
"Uh, thanks, I think..." (laughing)
"Oh my god, that laugh. That's even better. That's a 10."
"Definitely."
"Guys, shut up and let her do her job. So, (generic question)?"
"Absolutely, we send someone out to do all the wiring-"
"Will they send you out? With your number?"
"Guys, shut up!"
This continued for a good 10 minutes - it was my last call of the day, 10 o'clock on a Sunday night - and I know it's retarded, but I still sort of grinned the whole way home. Which makes me feel guilty, I'm not sure why.
Today, I start seeing a new Psychologist. I haven't been to any kind of therapy for a couple of years. I am terrified - I don't know if I'm up to the confrontation at the moment, I'm only coping by pushing all the bad things into an increasingly full box in the back of my head. It's a first session though - shouldn't be anything more than a meet-n-greet, basically, but that's not stopping me from just wanting to hide under the bed.
I had forgotten how much I love live music. IKON and Shadenfreude last week were amazing, even if 'dancing' apparently means '50 goths nodding their heads in unison'. This week is Golgotha. Even though I just want to hide from everyone right now, I'll probably force myself to go anyway - anyone else? I--
Ah shit, I'm running late.
(ringring)
"This is Jess, how can I help you?"
"Hi, I was just wondering about (generic product).."
"Oh, well, (generic pricing, functions etc)"
"Oh, that's pretty good, (generic product question, interrupted-)"
"Oh, dude!"
!!!
"Sorry, you're on speaker phone."
"What did you say your name was?"
"Jess."
"Jess! Your voice is so hot, it's like...9-out-of-10 for hotness!"
"Oh god, guys, shut up! I'm sorry, they're pretty drunk..."
"Uh, thanks, I think..." (laughing)
"Oh my god, that laugh. That's even better. That's a 10."
"Definitely."
"Guys, shut up and let her do her job. So, (generic question)?"
"Absolutely, we send someone out to do all the wiring-"
"Will they send you out? With your number?"
"Guys, shut up!"
This continued for a good 10 minutes - it was my last call of the day, 10 o'clock on a Sunday night - and I know it's retarded, but I still sort of grinned the whole way home. Which makes me feel guilty, I'm not sure why.
Today, I start seeing a new Psychologist. I haven't been to any kind of therapy for a couple of years. I am terrified - I don't know if I'm up to the confrontation at the moment, I'm only coping by pushing all the bad things into an increasingly full box in the back of my head. It's a first session though - shouldn't be anything more than a meet-n-greet, basically, but that's not stopping me from just wanting to hide under the bed.
I had forgotten how much I love live music. IKON and Shadenfreude last week were amazing, even if 'dancing' apparently means '50 goths nodding their heads in unison'. This week is Golgotha. Even though I just want to hide from everyone right now, I'll probably force myself to go anyway - anyone else? I--
Ah shit, I'm running late.