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I had this detailed and realistic dream about Lenin last night. I was at work or visiting work or something, and he was there, WITH A JOB there. He was different, more in the ways that I had hoped to change him. And his mother was there, and I actually met her. And his sister (in real live- brother) was there. Weird. I woke up and thought it was real, then I realized that I need to stop having random dreams about him because he won't talk to me and it's futile.
I only have 10 days of work left. I'm indifferent about it. I wish I could visit with the residents all the time, they've really grown into my life. But I'm not going to miss the bullshit other employees. They're all lazy (most). And they're all smokers. Crapola.
I went on a roadtrip by my lonesome last weekend. I headed down to Athens and hung out with Amy on Saturday. I think we were drunk by 6 and went to at least 7 different bars by the end of the night. We met a bazillion men, I have no idea how she does it. The one that I liked was special, he worked in a nursing home too. He came up to me and started talking to me because he said I looked depressed. I think we talked for an hour or so at this bar about working in nursing homes and how we love it. Interesting person. He was incredibly attractive too. If I didn't think it were creepy, I'd steal a pic of him off facebook and post it in here. Who knows, maybe I will do it. It caught me by surprise because the next day he texted me. I didn't expect that. I expected the typical one-night-stand-deal-where-we-never-talk-again. We haven't talked since then. I've been tempted to text him, but at the same time I find it awkward because we really only knew eachother drunk. Ugh. Stupid Casey.
I always manage to get myself into these weird situations. I think I either try too hard or not enough, and whatever the case, it typically doesn't work to my advantage.
Over and out.
I only have 10 days of work left. I'm indifferent about it. I wish I could visit with the residents all the time, they've really grown into my life. But I'm not going to miss the bullshit other employees. They're all lazy (most). And they're all smokers. Crapola.
I went on a roadtrip by my lonesome last weekend. I headed down to Athens and hung out with Amy on Saturday. I think we were drunk by 6 and went to at least 7 different bars by the end of the night. We met a bazillion men, I have no idea how she does it. The one that I liked was special, he worked in a nursing home too. He came up to me and started talking to me because he said I looked depressed. I think we talked for an hour or so at this bar about working in nursing homes and how we love it. Interesting person. He was incredibly attractive too. If I didn't think it were creepy, I'd steal a pic of him off facebook and post it in here. Who knows, maybe I will do it. It caught me by surprise because the next day he texted me. I didn't expect that. I expected the typical one-night-stand-deal-where-we-never-talk-again. We haven't talked since then. I've been tempted to text him, but at the same time I find it awkward because we really only knew eachother drunk. Ugh. Stupid Casey.
I always manage to get myself into these weird situations. I think I either try too hard or not enough, and whatever the case, it typically doesn't work to my advantage.
Over and out.