2003-02-20 - 10:43 a.m.

i have a feeling this is going to be a long one. i have been talking a mile a minute here at work, and since everyone here has lost interest, it is on to you fine people of d-land.

i am so jealous of what eric does for a living. he plays with kids at an after school program. yesterday, they went and saw the play, Annie. today, they are snow tubing at powder ridge. and he gets paid for this! it boggles my mind, why i am doing this for a job.

i would like a job at home, with day time television, some doritos and cherry coke. do you know anyone who is hiring?

so anyways, last night, after work i stopped at a gas station. there was this chick behind the counter. not your usual gas station attendant. she, one, was cute, and second, spoke english. so she says to me all bubbly, "hey! i enjoy your pants! where did ya get em?" and i smiled and said thanks and i got them at j crew. she got this horribly disgusted look on her face, and said "oh, well...excuse me, i cant afford that" and she said it so mean, like i was the fucking anti-christ. i said "sorry" very confused and walked out.

if i said they were from the salvation army would she have been satisified? dont get me wrong, i have bought plenty from thrift stores, i enjoy thrift stores! the pants were on sale.

speaking of weird issue girls, there was this other time, we all had went out for erics birthday to dinner,to the outback. and i excused myself and went into the bathroom. this women was a few steps behind me. once i went into the bathroom, i turned and looked in the mirror because there was something irritating my eye,i thought i might have had an eyelash. this six foot black haired bitch comes in and is like "jesus christ, your hair looks fine" and i laughed cause i laugh when i am nervous. and she walks into a stall and says "get over yourself". i couldnt even pee. i was so scared. i had to hold it until we got back home 45 minutes later, speaking of...i have to go now.

i am not one of those people who is so self absorbed that i have to look in a mirror everytime i see one (sorry troy). and under what pretenses did she have, to assume i needed some "getting over myself"? oh well, i need to get past the fact that i am not liked to much by my own gender.

on a nicer note, eric, dave, dave's lil sister and myself all went to see daredevil. it was good. it reminded me a lot of spiderman. which was fine, because i like spiderman. jen garner was also in this movie, so she was nice to look at.

i think eric and i are going to a show soon, with all american rejects. they arent too shabby. that should be fun.

and rachel is coming home this weekend, i am looking forward to seeing her.

well, work is calling.

have a good one.

later.