I totally forgot about SG and then I looked at my bank statement to see a charge from SG Services..oh yeah! I better get my money's worth now. I don't know if I will be renewing next time. I don't really feel the AK community too much. Not too many people up here and none of them makes an effort to talk to me anyway, and the times I have tried to talk to them I haven't received any responses. Maybe I'll try again. I'm sure they're good people.
Anyway, I live in a houes now in downtown Ancorage instead of my crappy Spenard apartment and things are going well I guess. Work has been exciting these last few days because a lady drove her car into the history section. No major injuries, just a broken leg and some cuts and bruises. I wasn't there when it happened, I came in about an hour later while they were drawing blood from the lady to see if she was on anything. My guess is it was just a dumb mistake. I spent a part of yesterday helping my boss who I have a ginormous crush on putting shelves back together so I was happy, but today I was really kind of depressed b/c I got to thinking about having crushes on bosses and how nothing can really happen and I doubt he likes me anyway. hmmph. as is the world.
OK I was just stalking around SG and entries from the past and I have some updates and some tidbits of interest. Remember that guy who I was afraid to call? I FINALLY called him and he seemed happy to hear from me, but then he came to the bar later that night and Courtney whop was all sorts of liquored up started trying to talk to him about how I like him and he should talk to me and hang out with me, and he got really weirded out and then it was awkward and I haven't heard from him since. So that's that.
Also, I was dating this guy for a while who I finally dumped a little over a month ago and I've been all lonely and he called me last night and I had that initial Oh, he misses me pang, but noooooo. He called to tell me he has crabs. WHAT THE FUCK! Ewwwww. Yeah, so I don't have them and I don't remember ever feeling itchy or anything and ewwwwww. Not that it's really all that uncommon, but I was pretty skeeved. I don't know where he picked them up but NOT from me. He said he felt it was the right thing to do to call me. We hadn't been together for over a month--I don't know how long these things hang around. But anyway, fucking lice goddamnit. This is so my life. I guess it was good of him to call me, but still. Just. argh.
Oh yeah, and there's no more Alaska group. What happened? Maybe I should start one. Then I can be the boss.
Anyway, I live in a houes now in downtown Ancorage instead of my crappy Spenard apartment and things are going well I guess. Work has been exciting these last few days because a lady drove her car into the history section. No major injuries, just a broken leg and some cuts and bruises. I wasn't there when it happened, I came in about an hour later while they were drawing blood from the lady to see if she was on anything. My guess is it was just a dumb mistake. I spent a part of yesterday helping my boss who I have a ginormous crush on putting shelves back together so I was happy, but today I was really kind of depressed b/c I got to thinking about having crushes on bosses and how nothing can really happen and I doubt he likes me anyway. hmmph. as is the world.
OK I was just stalking around SG and entries from the past and I have some updates and some tidbits of interest. Remember that guy who I was afraid to call? I FINALLY called him and he seemed happy to hear from me, but then he came to the bar later that night and Courtney whop was all sorts of liquored up started trying to talk to him about how I like him and he should talk to me and hang out with me, and he got really weirded out and then it was awkward and I haven't heard from him since. So that's that.
Also, I was dating this guy for a while who I finally dumped a little over a month ago and I've been all lonely and he called me last night and I had that initial Oh, he misses me pang, but noooooo. He called to tell me he has crabs. WHAT THE FUCK! Ewwwww. Yeah, so I don't have them and I don't remember ever feeling itchy or anything and ewwwwww. Not that it's really all that uncommon, but I was pretty skeeved. I don't know where he picked them up but NOT from me. He said he felt it was the right thing to do to call me. We hadn't been together for over a month--I don't know how long these things hang around. But anyway, fucking lice goddamnit. This is so my life. I guess it was good of him to call me, but still. Just. argh.
Oh yeah, and there's no more Alaska group. What happened? Maybe I should start one. Then I can be the boss.
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remember the time you picked lice out of my head when Viking Alex gave them to me? you're the bestest friend ever.