jo3 tried to hook up with this machine tech that i think is cute but ended up with his friend who was staying at a drug rehab center. he called him using some bizarre cell phone contraption and left a message. then he said, "i don't think he got the message. i don't think he could hear." i yelled across the room, "i heard you from here." but no one even looks my way. "i heard!" i say. but still nothing.
in some round about way i ended up kissing the machine tech from across this big table. it was really cute. "lady and the tramp" style, without the spaghetti.
next week, i'm on my own at work. i'm a little bit nervous and a little bit excited too. i just really hope i don't do anything stupid. and i REALLY hope the nurses and other techs will get off their fat, lazy asses when i tell them i need help.
talk about poor customer service, try sitting hooked up to a machine while your tech says "i don't know what to do. help!" and the people that should help don't even turn around! i'd be terrified if i had to sit there three times a week. poor bastards.
so, yesterday, i sort of got dumped by a boy i'm not even dating for not saying that things that didn't happen did.
i honestly don't know how to win with other people. hell, or even to break even. to be honest, i'm pretty over it. i guess my two years of baby- and husband-fever were nice while they lasted, but they're gone now. and i'm not holding my breath.
goodbye, pipe dream.
i know i said i'd never take both summer sessions again, but i am doing it again this year. why not? what the hell else am i going to do? the busier i am, the less i have to deal with people on a personal level. score.
it's weird (and depressing) how i used to want to bear my soul to people here (and there and everywhere), but now i don't want to bother. i know it's not worth it. i'm sure it's all my fault. for being boring, for being to high-minded, for choosing worthless asshole friends.
it's all the same.