moya

I hope everyone saw the lovely green portrait clarkekid made of me in my comments from yesterday.. In case you missed it, here it is again, I hope you don't mind my re-posting of it.


So that really sums up what happened. I think in the next few days, my boobs will shrink again.. Bastards. But I enjoyed them, I did. They should do that more often.. Better yet, permanently.

I worked all day, again. I kind of went insane today, though, but I made it, and came home and took my boots off and ate some jello..then went to bed. I woke up and my tv was on (how did that happen?) and my light off (how did that happen?). Damn remote of mine didn't even work.

A guy I work with who reminds me of this fella:

asked me out last thursday. I declined, felt like a complete bitch, and I'm still feeling disturbed by it.. He might have had a chance if he changed everything about himself to the opposite. Take off one and a half foot of height, have a better sense of humor, some intelligence, don't piss me off because you're trying to impress me rather than get work done at work, don't say my name because it is like nails on a chalkboard to me.. You all get the idea. He even works with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. How does one do that with all that chemical floating about? I'd think an exposed tongue would eventually become swollen, red, and irritated til it fell off.

The point is, despite the fact I really dislike this character, I did feel bad about it, even though I still wouldn not change my answer for a million bucks.
What changed my feelings from bitch to shit was I found out that I was his second choice. Really. If anything gets on my nerves and makes me feel bad about myself, it's when someone is refused by a friend of mine, so I'm not only second best to her, but I'm apparently the same. For example, a year and a half ago, one of my slutty friends actually sent a guy to me after they flirted about, and then she refused him, so of course he was thinking that her and I are similar.. Relationship went horrible, wasn't attracted to the guy (sorry, yes, one does have to look attractive), and then I figured out I wasn't the one he even wanted.

Maybe, I probably am, over-reacting. I think I'll stick to meeting people my own ways, instead of through friends. I always feel like I'm being compared when that happens.

Enough about that ranting. Tomorrow, I actually might get off early at 3; if so, I'm definately headed down to the library because I'm getting shit done right now. And I need to get work done, not shit. I'm almost out of quarters for parking; yay, I have plenty of dimes and nickels that can finally be used! But, I'm feeling like I'm in a slump; I don't want to do anything, much less write an essay, the one I swore would be my best, even. It's supposed to thunderstorm tomorrow afternoon as well; I'm not one to drive in rain, especially on the freeway, so if it starts to rain, I might get to sleep in my car in the parking garage. I know, I'm a wuss. Really, my car likes to slide on wet roads. Unless it rains before I leave, I might not risk it. We shall see.

My eyelids are heavy and I'm feeling an early depression creeping in, so I have to hurry up and try to fall asleep before it gets bad enough I stay up all night, on here, trying to distract myself to no avail. The internet is really getting boring, I swear I'm getting close to the end.. Maybe it just takes alot to keep me entertained..Like..loads of naked ladies..