Update!: Hot girl from Ben and Jerry's was really chatty today when I went to get ice cream. She asked where I work, what was in my briefcase and seemed to let slip that she took note of me on the bus the other day. So... Yeah. She wasn't on the bus today. But mebby next week I'll be able to chit chat some more.
Well, I still hate my job, still no girl. But I'm a little less angsty about things.
It's kind of mobilized me. I'm getting a new job, ASAP. Jewelry related or not. But I might be able to learn from a jeweler on the side.
I feel dumber and dumber every day at work. I think I'm developing alot of bad habbits. I'm forgetting what of what I'm doing is wrong and what I'm just doing because it's all I can do at that place.
I've been tracking down childhood friends. it's odd seeing them all talk about drinking and sex. I haven't seen some of these people since I was 10. The faces are the same, but now they've got boobs!
Gonna see if I can't hook up with any of them while they're home for the summer.
Though my pre-pubecent crush (who is now rediculously hot) is in Guelph. Bah! Kicked in the balls, once again.
I need to do something fun this weekend. I say that every weekend but I'm hoping my new additude is going to help me come up with something this time.
I love meeting people at parties, and I tend to get some action at them too.
Guh. I used to have too much pride to let myself become frustrated over something like a lack of sex. What happened, and which is better? Pride or frustration to the point of action?
I'm looking forward to Gala. it will be fun. Gonna try to take my sis to the ROM saturday afternoon. I'll probably be staying with her. Got a couple other options but nothing solid.
This'll be the first time I've ever visited my sister on my own.
I don't often spend one on one time with her. The last time was walking through central park. It was nice, but she still nags sometimes, and then feels really bad when you call her on it.
Meh, I think we'll have fun.
I wann see that big fucking star sapphire at the museum so bad.
Gala may be close to my Sis's apartment too. I gotta look into that. Might also be able to stay at my ex's. She's comming over on the 7th and I'm putting her up, so she'd probably do the same for me.
I think this will go off without a hitch.
But then, I don't often travel or commute through toronto on my own.
Not much else happening. Neighbour is comissioning me to make a pice of jewelry.I got my kickass 5.11 clothes and my ASP baton which is freaking awesome.
Oh, here's a good story.
My buddy and I go out llast saturday to play pool. We hang out at one place for a bit then decide to go to 'My Bar.'
Fuckers turned him down because there was a scratch on his ID or something, but he tells me that my pants are against dress code!
I'm wearing fucking camouflage, everybody wears fucking camouflage. What's the problem with fucking camouflage?
Is everybody getting so tender and frightened every time some whack job ot idiot kid decides to shoot up a school that they turn on anything that isn't fucking bunnies and sunshine dust?
Frigging pants nazis.
That little hole in the wall poser bar's gotten too big for it's britches. Think's it's a frigging night club now.
That's fine. I've never liked that place as any long time reader of my journal might remember.
This just gives me more reason to hate them.
Ok bed now! One more day of work, then weekend. I hope I run into that cute girl from the Ben and Jerry's tomorrow.
Well, I still hate my job, still no girl. But I'm a little less angsty about things.
It's kind of mobilized me. I'm getting a new job, ASAP. Jewelry related or not. But I might be able to learn from a jeweler on the side.
I feel dumber and dumber every day at work. I think I'm developing alot of bad habbits. I'm forgetting what of what I'm doing is wrong and what I'm just doing because it's all I can do at that place.
I've been tracking down childhood friends. it's odd seeing them all talk about drinking and sex. I haven't seen some of these people since I was 10. The faces are the same, but now they've got boobs!
Gonna see if I can't hook up with any of them while they're home for the summer.
Though my pre-pubecent crush (who is now rediculously hot) is in Guelph. Bah! Kicked in the balls, once again.
I need to do something fun this weekend. I say that every weekend but I'm hoping my new additude is going to help me come up with something this time.
I love meeting people at parties, and I tend to get some action at them too.
Guh. I used to have too much pride to let myself become frustrated over something like a lack of sex. What happened, and which is better? Pride or frustration to the point of action?
I'm looking forward to Gala. it will be fun. Gonna try to take my sis to the ROM saturday afternoon. I'll probably be staying with her. Got a couple other options but nothing solid.
This'll be the first time I've ever visited my sister on my own.
I don't often spend one on one time with her. The last time was walking through central park. It was nice, but she still nags sometimes, and then feels really bad when you call her on it.
Meh, I think we'll have fun.
I wann see that big fucking star sapphire at the museum so bad.
Gala may be close to my Sis's apartment too. I gotta look into that. Might also be able to stay at my ex's. She's comming over on the 7th and I'm putting her up, so she'd probably do the same for me.
I think this will go off without a hitch.
But then, I don't often travel or commute through toronto on my own.
Not much else happening. Neighbour is comissioning me to make a pice of jewelry.I got my kickass 5.11 clothes and my ASP baton which is freaking awesome.
Oh, here's a good story.
My buddy and I go out llast saturday to play pool. We hang out at one place for a bit then decide to go to 'My Bar.'
Fuckers turned him down because there was a scratch on his ID or something, but he tells me that my pants are against dress code!
I'm wearing fucking camouflage, everybody wears fucking camouflage. What's the problem with fucking camouflage?
Is everybody getting so tender and frightened every time some whack job ot idiot kid decides to shoot up a school that they turn on anything that isn't fucking bunnies and sunshine dust?
Frigging pants nazis.
That little hole in the wall poser bar's gotten too big for it's britches. Think's it's a frigging night club now.
That's fine. I've never liked that place as any long time reader of my journal might remember.
This just gives me more reason to hate them.
Ok bed now! One more day of work, then weekend. I hope I run into that cute girl from the Ben and Jerry's tomorrow.
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