So, a big thing with me is trying to either figure out if I’m in love, out of love, or if someone’s smitten with me or not. Usually it’s not, but there are some weird exceptions to the rule, and this isn’t coming from some egotistical point of view where I constantly think, EVERYONE WANTS TO FUCK ME HARD AND BREAK MY BED SPRINGS!” God, as awesome as that would be, I still hold out hope that a bus full of cheerleaders wants me to…. well, fuck em… what else? A MAN CAN DREAM DAMN IT!
Anyways, at work, I’ve been trying to keep to myself and I’ve been failing at that with as much grace as a flame in a wind storm, you know? But, when you spend ten hours a day around the same people, day after day, eventually, something’s going to click, and so, that kind of thing has happened, maybe, I might be reading too much into the whole thing, and maybe I’ve stepped into it yet again, but hey, always hold out hope for love, you know?
Anyways, there are a couple of cute gals at work, and we get along pretty well, and I’m pretty much straight forward with the work type things, and so are they, because, you know, co-workers and all of that. I need to clip my nails, drives me nuts when I’m writing and they keep popping against the thing, anyways, I finally got the gumption to be all casual like and suggest to one of the gals that we should exchange numbers when we get the chance, and she seems pretty down for the idea, which is cool.
Like i said, I’m trying to be as calm as possible here because you never know if something’s going to go sideways, down, or up, which is just me being cautious, because that kind of thing is always a bit terrifying, maybe it’s just my own hormones kicking the crap out of whatever doubt I’m currently facing down? Or maybe i’m finally becoming a bit more confident at work, since it’s a professional environment and not some college campus where shit is just crazy as fuck sometimes.
The stories I could tell you and probably already have. i’ll keep you guys and gals updated, maybe I’ve found a new gal pal, or maybe just another friend to chat with between bouts of work, who knows? I’m just excited to be on the market again, even though I think I always might’ve been from the moment I switched from being being in a relationship to being single… There is that bit of recovery time though, right? The resetting of the way how one thinks about things… It is an adjustment. Anyways, work awaits, and I’m pretty psyched about the the day, one more day till PERDER!!!! Or, you know…
Payday! Woot motherfuckers!