I really do feel like crap. I hope that I don"t have the swine flu.
I don't but, GOO if I did.
mom, I feel like crap. sicky crap. the kind of crap that I wish that you were here or vice versa, to hold me and make me feel not like crap.
I am working too much and for not enough money.
GOO!
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
yea, it fine . . .
no it's not. and that is not just me, that is most females. Unfortunately I am a gluten for punishment.
I am very understanding, and I can't wait for something I want; however, I can take only so much. mind you I am no where near my point of bursting.
because it has been so long since my last post, let me fill you in kids.
I work at California Pizza Kitchen, and once a week the Karl Strauss guy comes in to check our beer. It took me well over 6 months to remember his first name, Mike. (really molly, REALLY?) He is a very attractive member of the male sex! One of the girls I work with gets really shy around cute guys and would have to hide so's not to have to run into him. (funny stuff)
ANYWHO; come march, I have sold many a beer and get to go on a beer tour! guess who our tour guide is?
yup
I made him drink all my beers cause I don't like beer AT ALL. Never have never will. (not that it has stopped my friends from trying to make me drink it.) So near the end of the tour, he was a little tipsy and I maybe tricked him into a number exchange. (for which I feel very little guilt) NOW, we all know that I have only had one relationship before or as I will say in the words of Dane Cook "relatin-shit." So Dani took it upon herself to take me under her wing of dating do's and DON'T's.
Mike made the first move. (which is why I don't feel that bad over me tricking him for the number) we went out with his friends. later that week we went to lunch, I asked so I paid. then I was work ing later then I though I was going to and missed his call for a movie night. (I felt so bad!) Texting ensued and I ended up going up to his place at 12! (breath momma) After watching a rather bad movie ( which he picked and the lights were on for most of ) (also, he tried to kill a spider and screamed GOO! I died of internal laughter) we started to watch Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.
during which he kissed me. it was cute . . . and then good.
and I have, LITERALLY seen him once a week for the past three. today we were planning on having lunch at 1:30, and al of a sudden his boos decides to follow him all over town. so here I am sitting in a coffee shop on my 2nd cup of hot water and lemon, curled hair, new dress, make-up on (although the make up is also for work tonight), sitting with my computer, wanting more than I get out of pears.
(I don't like to "shit where I eat" and although Mike is not with CPK, he is a little to close to my plate. So his code name is Pears and only 7 people know that Pears is mike. Everyone else just knows I am kinda seeing some new guy.)
I am very understanding, and I can't wait for something I want; however, I can take only so much. mind you I am no where near my point of bursting.
because it has been so long since my last post, let me fill you in kids.
I work at California Pizza Kitchen, and once a week the Karl Strauss guy comes in to check our beer. It took me well over 6 months to remember his first name, Mike. (really molly, REALLY?) He is a very attractive member of the male sex! One of the girls I work with gets really shy around cute guys and would have to hide so's not to have to run into him. (funny stuff)
ANYWHO; come march, I have sold many a beer and get to go on a beer tour! guess who our tour guide is?
yup
I made him drink all my beers cause I don't like beer AT ALL. Never have never will. (not that it has stopped my friends from trying to make me drink it.) So near the end of the tour, he was a little tipsy and I maybe tricked him into a number exchange. (for which I feel very little guilt) NOW, we all know that I have only had one relationship before or as I will say in the words of Dane Cook "relatin-shit." So Dani took it upon herself to take me under her wing of dating do's and DON'T's.
Mike made the first move. (which is why I don't feel that bad over me tricking him for the number) we went out with his friends. later that week we went to lunch, I asked so I paid. then I was work ing later then I though I was going to and missed his call for a movie night. (I felt so bad!) Texting ensued and I ended up going up to his place at 12! (breath momma) After watching a rather bad movie ( which he picked and the lights were on for most of ) (also, he tried to kill a spider and screamed GOO! I died of internal laughter) we started to watch Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.
during which he kissed me. it was cute . . . and then good.
and I have, LITERALLY seen him once a week for the past three. today we were planning on having lunch at 1:30, and al of a sudden his boos decides to follow him all over town. so here I am sitting in a coffee shop on my 2nd cup of hot water and lemon, curled hair, new dress, make-up on (although the make up is also for work tonight), sitting with my computer, wanting more than I get out of pears.
(I don't like to "shit where I eat" and although Mike is not with CPK, he is a little to close to my plate. So his code name is Pears and only 7 people know that Pears is mike. Everyone else just knows I am kinda seeing some new guy.)
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