My Second Day On the Job
I love my new Jobbie, although I'm not really "working" yet. I have to learn this program first. It is taking me forever. I have to go through this huge tutorial. It's not hard though, which is good, but it's rough sitting through all this stuff. I have my own desk...and it's huge. I have my own computer, with my very own huge monitor, and printer. This is luxury compared to the crap I've been putting up with for the past 4 years. I have three titles: Administrative Assistant, Computer Oporator, and Graphic Designer. I'm not making much, but it's a hell of a lot more than I ever have. I'm going to be working on getting my own place. I'm debating whether or not I want to live with my friend Bryan and a few of his friends in Eddystone. I'm not happy about where it is, so I can only guess about the house. Apparently they are fixing it up, so if it meets my standards, I'll consider it. I broke up with John. I got cold feet about the whole bag and baled. I'm not happy about the situation, but I feel better. I don't want to lost touch with him, although we have. I just want a bunch of friends. I have to focus on my career and my independence. With him, I was depending on him for help. I don't want to be in the same situation as my mom.
Bryan Tripler
The super cool dude that took me to my 11th grade dance. Ha!
I used to love him, then I dreamed about him, now...I hang out with him. Lol. We haven't talked in 4 years. Surprisingly for all the time that has lapsed, we are pretty connected. It's uh...kind of creepy, as Willy Wonka would say. ;0p We have been having the same dreams, and I swear he can read my mind. The hard-core badass part is that we like the same stuff...all the same stuff. I have eaten so much freakin’ junk food and have listened to so many good songs; I've become such a spoiled brat. He spoils me almost as much as my dad did growing up, which is a ridiculous amount. We have become really close in the week we've been hanging out. We are starting the gym this week. I am so stoked. It feels incredible to be that connected to at least one person. ;0P
Bryan Tripler
The super cool dude that took me to my 11th grade dance. Ha!
I used to love him, then I dreamed about him, now...I hang out with him. Lol. We haven't talked in 4 years. Surprisingly for all the time that has lapsed, we are pretty connected. It's uh...kind of creepy, as Willy Wonka would say. ;0p We have been having the same dreams, and I swear he can read my mind. The hard-core badass part is that we like the same stuff...all the same stuff. I have eaten so much freakin’ junk food and have listened to so many good songs; I've become such a spoiled brat. He spoils me almost as much as my dad did growing up, which is a ridiculous amount. We have become really close in the week we've been hanging out. We are starting the gym this week. I am so stoked. It feels incredible to be that connected to at least one person. ;0P