Met a guy.

He's sexy as fuck. But most importantly, he's not a retard. He's smart, witty, and a ton of fun.

Now I just have to hope he's not a douchebag. So far, the running ratio of douchebags to penises is even keel. WTF is that about?

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And I think I know where this one is going. ::Eyes the garbage can::

RADIO EDIT --
I accepted the new position for the job. This is my third offer for my own store, a third location, within a year and a half of being promoted to an assistant manager. I suppose after working for the same company (absently, without the intent of promotion) for seven years, this has come quite suddenly. I'm a little freaked out.

Wish me luck. I start in June.

BUT FIRST! Party time in LA -- Woot woot!

Saw two bands last night at the showbox: Air Traffic and Elbow. Both are UK bands, and I am already butt-crazy-in-love with Elbow, but the second I heard the lead vocalist sing for Air Traffic I went running for their cd. His range was amazing and straight-tone impressive. The kid was landing notes -- belting them even -- WITHOUT vibrato to round out the sound and keep them in tune. It was just absolutely sick. Gorgeous fucking voice. It doesn't hurt that well, you know, their from the UK, so ... that's like ready-made-cereal for a crush on my end. LOL

I went with a couple of girlfriends from volleyball, one that I have a massive crush on, who interestingly enough returns the favor secretly. (We have to be coy to keep our secret from the others on the team. It's so cute.) It was a lot of fun. I managed to charm the drinks out of a few boys, including a bartender and this super cute guy that was a-typical of my style. He was clean cut, and crisp. Well dressed, sideburns and the kind of smile that make smarter women wary because it's laced with too much charm. He was an absolute doll. But I pulled the Cinderella stunt on him and ran off into the night when it was time for my friends to go. I did slip him my number.

Lately I've been super addicted to this xbox video game. I'm a little late, considering it was released in the fall, but it's called Assasin's Creed. I had this stint where I could do nothing play Splinter Cell for hours on end and the two are very similar in a lot of ways. Assasin's Creed has this historical vantage point that makes it slightly more interesting to me, but the sneaking around as a spy/ninja/assasin genre has always been a hook line and sinker for me, so this game is definitely a winner. I plan on doing that, all day, in my last day of my four day weekend that I personally think is well deserved. Other than volleyball practice in Seattle.

It's been a nice, relaxing couple of days. But tomorrow I go back to the hell that is work and will be going back to an offer letter for another promotion within my company. It's nice to know that they think I am qualified, but I have a sneaky suspicion that it's really about what they have available in terms of resources at the moment, give recent events. I don't know if I'll do well at the job, and there are a couple higher up muckity-mucks that are under the impression that I will, based on my performance at this other location, but I'm not sure. This store is far more difficult on multiple tiers as to why.

I'll guess I'll find out. Anyway, I don't worry about that today. It's just Assasin's Creed, laundry and volleyball. Y E S!

There's a harvest each saturday night
At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride
A place you can stand for one night and get gone
It's clear this conversation ain't' doing a thing
Cause these boys only listen to me when i sing
And i don't feel like singing tonight
All the same songs

Here in these deep city lights
Girl could get lost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
Nothing here to hold on to
Could i hold you?

The situation's always the same
You got your wolves in their clothes whispering Hollywood's name
Stealing gold from the silver they see
But it's not me

Here in these deep city lights
Girl could get lost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
There's nothing here to hold on to
Could i hold you?

Calling out somebody save me i feel like i'm fading away
Am i gone?
Calling out somebody save me i feel like i'm fading

In these deep city lights
Girl could get lost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
There's nothing here to hold on to
Could i hold on to you?

-Sara B
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Depression is a new and frightening thing. It is a rare form that I cannot bounce back from, and all of the energy I have is drained away into worry and doubt. I feel like my life has turned into an emotional seasaw, yo-yoing back and forth on some unpredictable rollercoaster ride, that I am not tall enough to qualify for.

When am I finally going to grow up? And maybe realize that the youth I tried to take back isn't all beds of roses.

I kind of decided that men, in general are douchebags and that there is a prime reason why I am attracted to pussy.

Go fucking figure.

Hrm. Radio edit.