"...for more quality time."
the face i gave my boss must have been something akin to someone who had not only seen a ghost, but that ghost was the worst person ever to have been apart of their life. at least, his responsive laughter told me so. "just kidding, its sarcasm al."
i was not amused at that idea. there are few people on this planet that i can't stand so much so that i want to ring their neck on a regular basis; this particular girl is one of them. i nearly throttled her several times today... but restrained myself, obviously, as you can see i am not in jail. i am at home however.
and finally feeling a little cooled down, courtesy of the ac blasting in the living room. mm.
also very loudly in my headphones i am listening to trombone shorty, because jesus knows he's fantastic. love this cd and love his music. he's my newest obsession. it's sad.
i was thinking about it, and i don't really know why, but i'm in a terribly amazing move today. something to do with yesterday i think. i got to spend it, all day, with great friends. jo and i met up at barnes and noble, read, then went to see toy story 3, met up with hobbit, ate a scrumdiliumptious bar (which, by the way, was scrumdiliumptious), then watched fireworks and jumped on my trampoline. all in all a great day.
so far i've no plans for later tonight, but i have every intention of remedying that fact. perhaps i'll don a cute skirt and do something with danie, who knows! i've got to do something though, it's beautiful outside and i've yet to do anything... maybe i'll jump on my pogostick some. considering that's always good fun.
you know, it's difficult sort of having feelings for two people. especially when you get along with both of them, and one seems interested, and another you're so uncertain of it's like teetering on a fence that leads one way to sharks and the other to daisies. and i don't like being forward, because i know i'm not exactly a "catch" by standard means. i'm pretty, lean, whatever, et cetera, et cetera, but that doesn't mean i'm gorgeous. i'm weird, i've got all these cooky aspects to my personality, and i'm stranger than most... but hey, i'm interesting?
i think what's really bothering me is i just want someone to... talk to. i've got my best friends, but i want someone to share the stupid things with. the funny things with. someone i can share each moment with, not just several people who will get different sets of things that we both find entertaining, entertaining.
like todays manboob-lactation. or the girl who drives me crazy. and so many other things. like seeing john, and feeling amazing at the idea of collaborating with someone music wise. all of these things drive me bonkers... and i just wish i could find someone, y'know?
but not in that "oh lordy send someone please, i'm so desperate" sort of way, because i am happy where i am, i would just like someone there. it's comfortable, nice to have someone to sit in the arms of, hold hands with, kiss from time to time.
listen. i'm a chick. keep your insults at bay.
well, enough of that sappy nonsense... onto slightly depressing nonsense?
...oy. not depressing. it's just... i was at work, and whenever i'm breaking down boxes, for some reason i always think of... i don't know. christian. and that worries me, that i think so much about him, that i wish so much to come from that... when i know it probably never will. but... he's my brother. i don't know, getting older makes me wish i just knew him and john keith, even though it seems like it'll never happen. well. yeah. haha.
uhm.
trombone shorty is better than this post... go listen to hurricane storm, it's amazing.
hum. i'd like to be kissed sometime soon. humhum.
hurrah.
-aleey.
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