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yellow footies

I was spoiled this weekend.

After recovering from the brain fog of working on campus on Saturday, I woke up Sunday, to eat, take a hot shower, hook up the heating pad, and sleep for 3-1/2 hours. Woot woot.

I needed the nap because Sundays evenings/Nights(mwahahah) are my time with my staffmaker. My boss at work didn't give me any problems about changing my availibility on Monday mornings. I just can't keep coming in after barely any sleep. (He works 3 shift so that's why his visits are at odd hours, not to mention any other reasons that may cross your mind)

Anyhow. Le Magnificent Buffalo of zee Dust brought me Chipotle, we sat and crocheted while I cursed over sugar cookies, and waited for Mike's arrival. She had a grand time joining in the chorus of lady and Cyndi as they all 3 teased me
for nearly jumping out of my chair and running out of the door as I finally saw
his car park. Yeah, It's like that.

So, he bought Audra a bottle of mead because we lost a bet. Gave her a 2nd bottle of mead, and Gave me the last bottle of mead. Wonderful stuff, imported from Ireland.

He brought me a burts bees set that has little yellow footies, foot cream, and hand cream, and a bar of french goats milk soap. See? Spoilt.

I seem to have something on my neck that a washcloth, toothpaste, cold spoon, make up... won't take care of, so I had to wear a turtleneck to work.

And I arrived (late) at work and Dusty was there! Unfortunately, I did not get to visit because I had to rush my goodbye with Mike and get my ass to work.
Then, get teased all day.

Halloween party this Friday and Saturday.
Lots of dancing.
Rock on.

Unfortunately, when I got home, there was a message on the answering machine from John. He wanted to talk.

Fuck.

So, I called him, he wasn't there. I called back. He says all the same stuff i've heard before, and this time I'm worried because I don't think he sounds mentally stable. After everythign that I've told him... He still thinks that there's a chance for him and I. I had to be completely blunt and tell him EXACTLY how happy I am WITHOUT him and WITH someone absolutely wonderful.

The thing that hurt worst was talking to Jenny and missing Jenny, and saying hi to anyone that answered the phone and not being able to be real friendly with them.

Reminds me of an Incas song:
"Nothing's gonna take this love from me, not fear, not pride, not jealousy. Nothing's gonna take this love from me, nuh uh."
Allright, gotta get ready for work.
tonight I must do laundry and finish off my management requirements.

love yall
xx

Posted by hawkie at October 26, 2004 06:25 AM