If I Had A Nickle...
well, good news is i don't look like a shlub anymore. i have gotten my hair cut (long over due) i have cleaned up my facial hair (long over due) and i am starting to look like some sort of human. this helped today for me to miss the chance for me to start a conversation with a young woman who i could have fallen in love with, gotten married, forgotten why we married each other, get divorced, live alone... and so on. i only have my miss placed loyalty to my job to blame. i was at work today and i was walking from the front to the backroom when i saw a very nice looking young thing, blonde, short skirt, alone (just my type) in the fiction section. our eyes met and she flashed me a pretty nice smile. i would have gone then but i was in the prossess of transporting large boxes from the front to the back. by the time i could get free enought to try my hand at getting shot down by a more than likely daddy's girl of West Hartford, she was headed to the cash registers and out of my life. missed oppertunity thy name is Steve.
this is not my first flop, i find that i very similar luck to Arthur Dent. (whom he met at a party once and failed to get off with.) i'm slightly in the mood to find someone quickly because i am truly bored of my life. writing seems to be my only real escape anymore. it's always been there but now it's more of a crutch. when i'm at the grill, i just start up my computer, chug down a cup of coffee, and write an epic. i find myself keeping in my headphones even when there is no music playing because the people across from me are less likely to talk to me if they think it might desturb me. i seem to be fadeing in and out of my life. i need a change but at the same time the only real change that i can see doing any real effectiveness for my life seems to be the one i most fear.
Diana's on the rag. atleast that's what i'm going with because over the last few days she's been defcon: bitch. either she's as fed up with the bullshit at the store as i am or she's not as happy as she thought she'd be when her best friend Sara came home from school. i don't want to think i've addedyet another "complication" to the fold but these things have a habit of creeping up.
Notes:
1: on Sunday the 15th, the english premeire league finished it's season and Chelsea was crowned champions. congrats Blues (first title in 50 years and Frank Lampard and John Terry are awesome) Arsenal finished in second, eleven points behind while the fuckers of Man U finished in third (coming up just a little short again aye mates?) did i get to see any of the last day coverage? no. why? because Fox Soccer Channel desided that insted of playing a game with the two top teams of the season (Arsenal/Chelsea) they would play a Crystal Palace game? they suck and happen to be the worst team in the whole league. both Chelsea and Arsenal had games that day, including the presintaion of the cup to Chelsea but i missed it because they can't get programming right.
2: saw Unleashed on friday. good movie. the type men and women will like. there's a nice story and cage fighting. a win win.
3: my family threw me a suprise birthday party on Sunday, against their better judgement i'm sure. it was nice and everyone left with the limbs they had. i was told my brother in law needed help with some shelves or something. last time i say i'm going to help.
4: self medicating doesn't help when you're too fucking tired.
5: i hate FSC
6: do love the english guy who told Congress to "sod off" this man is my hero.
that's all she wrote, i need a vaction, June can't come quick enough.
well, good news is i don't look like a shlub anymore. i have gotten my hair cut (long over due) i have cleaned up my facial hair (long over due) and i am starting to look like some sort of human. this helped today for me to miss the chance for me to start a conversation with a young woman who i could have fallen in love with, gotten married, forgotten why we married each other, get divorced, live alone... and so on. i only have my miss placed loyalty to my job to blame. i was at work today and i was walking from the front to the backroom when i saw a very nice looking young thing, blonde, short skirt, alone (just my type) in the fiction section. our eyes met and she flashed me a pretty nice smile. i would have gone then but i was in the prossess of transporting large boxes from the front to the back. by the time i could get free enought to try my hand at getting shot down by a more than likely daddy's girl of West Hartford, she was headed to the cash registers and out of my life. missed oppertunity thy name is Steve.
this is not my first flop, i find that i very similar luck to Arthur Dent. (whom he met at a party once and failed to get off with.) i'm slightly in the mood to find someone quickly because i am truly bored of my life. writing seems to be my only real escape anymore. it's always been there but now it's more of a crutch. when i'm at the grill, i just start up my computer, chug down a cup of coffee, and write an epic. i find myself keeping in my headphones even when there is no music playing because the people across from me are less likely to talk to me if they think it might desturb me. i seem to be fadeing in and out of my life. i need a change but at the same time the only real change that i can see doing any real effectiveness for my life seems to be the one i most fear.
Diana's on the rag. atleast that's what i'm going with because over the last few days she's been defcon: bitch. either she's as fed up with the bullshit at the store as i am or she's not as happy as she thought she'd be when her best friend Sara came home from school. i don't want to think i've addedyet another "complication" to the fold but these things have a habit of creeping up.
Notes:
1: on Sunday the 15th, the english premeire league finished it's season and Chelsea was crowned champions. congrats Blues (first title in 50 years and Frank Lampard and John Terry are awesome) Arsenal finished in second, eleven points behind while the fuckers of Man U finished in third (coming up just a little short again aye mates?) did i get to see any of the last day coverage? no. why? because Fox Soccer Channel desided that insted of playing a game with the two top teams of the season (Arsenal/Chelsea) they would play a Crystal Palace game? they suck and happen to be the worst team in the whole league. both Chelsea and Arsenal had games that day, including the presintaion of the cup to Chelsea but i missed it because they can't get programming right.
2: saw Unleashed on friday. good movie. the type men and women will like. there's a nice story and cage fighting. a win win.
3: my family threw me a suprise birthday party on Sunday, against their better judgement i'm sure. it was nice and everyone left with the limbs they had. i was told my brother in law needed help with some shelves or something. last time i say i'm going to help.
4: self medicating doesn't help when you're too fucking tired.
5: i hate FSC
6: do love the english guy who told Congress to "sod off" this man is my hero.
that's all she wrote, i need a vaction, June can't come quick enough.
ironbhr:
ah...heart break in the fiction section. wory not my friend! she did the same thing to me! heh heh...you're right june can't come soon enough
ironbhr:
hey...go gunners..beat up on man u.!