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alright, Im all fitted out for my warehouse job - new dickies jacket


and dr. martens industrial boots


and eye makeup

oh, well, not at work -
Ive worked at the warehouse for just over 6 months now, and I really like it - it suits my lifestyle - its a good noisy, physical job.

hmmm, well, the club was pretty cool on thursday - a certain someone gave me a cautious glance "hello", which I take to mean "please ask me out again, Id love to hang out with you" ha ha - maybe Im reading a little bit too much into it there, but it made me happy at any rate
and then I talked to my friend, which was also cool - it was time to move forward - he said "are you over your crazy spell?" and I said, "sometimes I react strongly when I feel that Im being disrespected" and then we made out and everything was better - well, we didnt make out but there you have it -
and now, Im wanting to write some poetic expression about wandering through a warm dark fog, wanting us to come together, and talk -