kestrel

Well, I'm still unsure about what to do with the 33 year old Frenchman that's asked me out, while I was working. I helped the guy with his pet stuff many times, and boy does he have an attitude on him... I thought for a while that he must just HATE me. Something about the statements like, "Oh, I thought you would not be here today. I guess I'll come back tomorrow." Ugh! Then he comes back from a trip to Paris with chocolate for me. Uhm... thanks? And now this. Bleh.

I mean, I know HOW to take care of it, but I don't want to have to deal with this stuff. I've had people ask me out before while I was at work, and I've casually blown them off.

Anyway, I've been doing fun stuff with my site. I created the intro page last night, and I must say that I'm very proud of it. If only I could make myself finish the other small sections I don't want to work on, I would be done.

Whew... so much nonsense. School, work, friends, more work, family, lots and lots of work... bleh. My room is either freezing or burning up. There's never a middleground.