ironbhr

is it wrong to update my journal just to change the comment count?

i hope not.

so i got to wake up from my damn, glorious nap (4+ hrs.), to elvis...yeah elvis. my girl is torturing me with elvis, not that i didn't send it to her on the cds i burned. what a nice guy I am.

so i was readingsamanthakayne's journal. yeah yeah yeah i know it's about me. so i'm in the middle of read when she calls.
(i pick up) oh my
(her) hi honey!
(me) oh my
(me) oh my
(me) um..yeah...
(at this point she giggles like a school girl)
[not that i have anything against schoolgirls]
(me) nice journal entry..um..yeah
(her) {manical laughter}

oh just you wait honey, you have NO idea. you think you're jonesin'? hell i just hide it well.
so needless to say but i'm well rested again. after all the hard work i've done at (funny enough) work a nap is just what i needed. so three tons of books in three days. monday shippment didn't come until late ( the delivery window is 8a-12p, didn't show until almost 2:30p, needless to say i was pissed) on top of having to put up displays, do ship outs, dump all the trash and cardboard and well as be the "man" of the store being the boss took a day or two off. sometimes i hate being surrounded by women. at work is the worst. no one wants to hurt anyones feelings or step on any toes. hell they keep me in the backroom for the saftey of the customers! so i left today around 1:30. nothing better then being able to bail out of work early...just wish it was a nicer day out. the cold weather came back. cold and windy.

but i heard her voice. that makes me melt. the fact that just asking how her day went makes me so happy. one of these days i'll do it everyday....making sure dinner is ready, the dog is all set and her fuzzy slippers are warm...

here's to the future (nooch)