my secret girl crush is like, debilitating. i can't go into the place where she works b/c i don't know what to do when i get there. i don't know how to speak, and i feel like i turn all 200 shades of red and my stomach turns in knots and my feet tangle under me.
(e:enknot) keeps threatening that he's going to tell, but i think he's scared of her too.
easter is around the corner. i wish i could get a week off to just sit around and play zuma.
omg, i wish i could tell you guys who we interviewed for the project coordinator position, and the story behind it. you'd never believe it. unfortunately if i want to keep my job, i have to keep my mouth shut and as
(e:paul) and
(e:enknot) know, i CAN do, and do it well.
nothing new with my life. well...maybe there is....but i can't advertise it here anymore. i'm doing things that i don't want to...but i almost can't help myself (no not drugs). i think spring is making me extra, extra...um....receptive ? but then i hate myself afterwards. i need a super star affair to spice up my boring existence. i had a dream the other night that i was katie holmes and i was married to tom and he was doing all kinds of mission impossible shit like running on roof tops to save me from demons who wanted to imprison me in a life of pornography.
i got asked to go up to toronto this summer with my super secret cross country friend.....i asked marvin if he'd like to babysit while i go get my freak on. (oh and in case my super secret cross country friend is reading this....it doesn't necessarily mean that we will be getting freaky in toronto, but i CAN use the idea to make certain people jealous) but then again....you never know....
i feel like i'm sweating "fuck me" scent or something these days. the pheromones are definitely turned on high.
hmm...maybe i want to be saved? by a strong, smart, assertive, grounded, and gentle man? somehow i don't think that will ever happen since all men are either scared of me or put off by me. AND because those kinds of men don't exist. why is it so hard to find that kind of combination? where are the smart sexy men, that are charming and comfortable with themselves? the guys who can talk to just about anyone and are not afraid of rejection, but are not pushy or cocky? men who can dress themselves (WELL!!!). Why are there ABSOLUTELY NO MEN WITH ANY STYLE.....ANYWHERE??????
for fucks sake, learn how to dress! stop spending your money on playstations and buy a nice suit, maybe you'll get some more damn pussy!
maybe i need to focus on women? but seriously, who wants to date such crazy monsters? they require too much upkeep and attention and are the most fickle and insecure creatures on the face of the earth.
UGHGHGGHHHHHHH......i just want to feel that thrill that i remember feeling towards boys when i was in high school. that feeling like youre just going to melt into the ground if he laid one finger on you. that feeling you felt whenever he walked anywhere near you, your hair would stand on end and your breath quickened and you lied awake for hours, replaying his every movement over and over thinking he was the most beautiful and most perfect creature that ever walked the earth. and that feeling, once he did touch you, that you were the most feminine, the most beautiful and the most vulnerable girl in the world and you were alive only to be able to feel him beside you.
for christs sake, i just want a guy to make me feel like a girl.
whoa...I'll never complain about the snake that lives at my place again, compared to that!
christ almighty!
bejeezez that is craaazy!
holy crap. It looks like it just ate something huge. Is it dead? I didn't know snakes had so many teeth. I thought it was just the two fangs.
Ok I will admit that I do kinda like snakes. But that one is way to fucking scary looking. With the easter theme I wonder how many rabbits that thing could eat. It wouldn't surprise me if it would eat a kid or child. On a side note your last post "what I want.." I may do one of those also but not sure cause what I want changes every week. In any event Happy Easter and (even though I don't know what it is really) Easter Monday/Dyngus Day.
ahhhh. i dont like that. at all.