nanookyeux

i woke up this morning with zoot suit stuck in my head. and then chainsaws and scoops from the subdivision being built across the street. gah. aren't there enough in this area??? work today. yay for me. i really hate my job. bunch of stuffy grease balls and their inflated wives. there's this one lady that walks around she's as tiny as tiny can be and she's asian to boot, the lady looks like she murdered dolly parton and stole her assets! it's hilarious most times to see her walk, but i don't know how she can endure those things, probably hasn't seen her vagina in months, not with those things in the way. but yeah. there's only a handfull of cool people at my work, syl who is my little rhasta white girl she's pretty awesome lol. talks like duuuuuude wha? yuh. totally. haha surfer chick from the south. whoda thought. and then there's wobby hehe my buddy he's kew. OH!

so these english gents were at the bar the other night last week and got SHITTY and our genius bartender served em to many then called them in for DUI. they got caught. well this week, they came back, waited for everyone to leave, then went out and broke his girlfriend's back window. like shattered that shit. then tried to key his car, obviously they didn't know whose car was whose but really. that shit was crazy.

anyways, i'm praying to the coffee gods every day that i get that interview with Starbucks. I need OUT of bridgemill asap. i hate it. well, the only good thing about the whole place would be my sex talks with Ben and that GORGEOUS golf pro Zach. mm. yummy. Ben's a musician though. lovelovelove it. for some reason i can't get his real attention though. i mean we talk till we're blue in the face, but he won't ever flirt or anything suggesting he would be interested. sad.

that puts me on another topic. i am a very sexual person, but for some reason i can't bring myself to really be comfortable with discussing it with somebody i know i will protentially be sleeping with. it's weird. and as hot as the guys are round here, and how open i normally am, i don't sleep with guys on the first date, or the second for that matter. i don't like doing ANYTHING sexual with a man until he's taken me out ATLEAST the equivilant of a week. and then i'll move into some playing around but ideally, i don't like to sleep with a man in the first month. now this isn't something i used to do, and i paid for that mistake, and over again. but this is something i need to do for myself to keep my spirit and my body intact. and as much as i hate to turn down a perfectly perfect man, if his mind is living in the gutter and can't get passed my point, maybe he's not the one i need?

so a tip guys, it's cool to flirt, it's cool to tease, but unless we have some major chemistry going on and youre genuinly interested in sticking around, don't fucks with me please. because it'll just make drama for both of us and it just mentally fucks me. i have my reasons. but trust me. don't dive in if you're just going to get out. but hey, come on in. the water's fine.