Blah blah blah. I'm only updating because none of you know who The Grays are anyway.

My job is going well. I like it a lot, and I like my boss a lot. She reminds me a lot of my mom. She's really easy going and sweet, and she told me that one of the reasons she hired me was that I'd had the most interesting selection of past jobs, including having worked at a tattoo parlor and for a porn site. I remember at the interview she asked me exactly what kind of website it was and I was trying to tiptoe around the whole "adult" part and she said something like, "it's okay, you can tell me. I applied to work at [I don't remember exactly what the place was called, but I think "Adam & Eve" is about right] a while ago but my daughter was big in her church and I didn't want to embarrass her by working at a sex shop," and right then I knew we'd get along fine. And we do. She's a really wonderful lady.

We install stuff at people's houses so we have a bunch of younger guys who work on the crew. They stare at me whenever I have to go back into the warehouse. One of them "subtlely" slipped me his number one morning and then when I had to call him and tell him to go to this other lady's house he tried to ask me out over the phone. On a business call. Well, at least he actually asked me out instead of just acting like an idiot every time he sees me, like some of the other guys. Any time I need to go back there to give one of them the phone or talk to the crew leader or whatever they all just stare at me like they've never seen a girl before. They're nice enough guys, I just wonder why their mothers didn't teach them not to stare.

I wish I didn't live so far away from so many people I like so much. There are a lot of people I like here, but the only one who's single is my brother and all the other single people I meet suck. Yeah, I'm starting to get a little tired of the whole "single" thing I have going for myself. It was fun for a while but then after it's been like a year and you're still unable to find someone to date who lives withing 300 miles things get old. But really, I have a lot of friends in a lot of different places and I wish we could all go live on a tropical island somewhere and swim in the ocean and have drinks at one of those bars they have with the stools under the water in the pool and do karaoke (not at the pool bar) and then go play pool (also not at the pool bar) all night and sit out on the beach to watch the sunrise... and then sex.

I'm tired. I'm very tired. I also can't sleep. I'm a bit sad. I think I eat too much.

Man, I had something I wanted to say when I started this and now I can't remember it. Something about being alone and not having anyone to talk to, maybe.

Perhaps some egyptians believe.