At work today, I saw another absolutely gorgeous girl. At first glance, I thought she was the same girl from yesterday, but I was mistaken. She was even more beautiful. Yay eye candy. She had a very foreign name, and I really didn't have anything to say to her, so I got an eyeful and moved on with my day.
I don't know if I mentioned this or not, but the campus is crawling with "pre-collegiate" students (I think I have mentioned them before). Some are junior high, and many are high schoolers, and some aren't at all, but are college students helping run these "camps." Alas, it is quite difficult to tell the difference. One of them waved at me the other day, at least I think she did, I was quite confused. Then we shared a smile as she came down the stairs and I went up them (thus I think she waved at me prior). Its quite a conundrum, but other than bothering me for about 12 seconds after seeing her, I don't really think about it the rest of the day... Until I am recounting things here, for you.
I just recently returned from a jaunt to the movies, I saw Finding Nemo. It may be rated G, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. It made me want to call my dad, of course I didn't, but maybe tomorrow when I'm not at work. That's right, no work tomorrow! Its office-clean-up day, and I don't have to work -- Wootah! Hmm, could I have ADD? - Lord knows its not ADHD because I'm a lazyass. Phew, dodged the bullet on that one, eh?
I'm really tired, and its not even 9:30 yet. Its ridiculous, last night I tried going to bed at 9 and I slept for about an hour and change, but then I woke up, and couldn't fall back asleep. I came over to the computer, and looked at stuff to read, and then made a post regarding the moment on a sekrit message board I frequent. Direct copy/paste job:
"Don't you just love it when you are absolutely exhausted, [both] physically and mentally, and all you want to do is crawl into bed and sleep a good night's sleep. But you get there, and you can't. And you lay there, awake, contemplating things that don't matter, that are outside your sphere of influence, or things that are just gone by. An hour and a half later, you decide to say f@%* it, and wander over to the computer to see if anybody's online to chat with, but you don't really know what you want to talk about, or who to talk about it with. "
Boy did I hit the nail on the head. Oh well, time to try it again. Night (hopefully for longer than 90 minutes).
I don't know if I mentioned this or not, but the campus is crawling with "pre-collegiate" students (I think I have mentioned them before). Some are junior high, and many are high schoolers, and some aren't at all, but are college students helping run these "camps." Alas, it is quite difficult to tell the difference. One of them waved at me the other day, at least I think she did, I was quite confused. Then we shared a smile as she came down the stairs and I went up them (thus I think she waved at me prior). Its quite a conundrum, but other than bothering me for about 12 seconds after seeing her, I don't really think about it the rest of the day... Until I am recounting things here, for you.
I just recently returned from a jaunt to the movies, I saw Finding Nemo. It may be rated G, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. It made me want to call my dad, of course I didn't, but maybe tomorrow when I'm not at work. That's right, no work tomorrow! Its office-clean-up day, and I don't have to work -- Wootah! Hmm, could I have ADD? - Lord knows its not ADHD because I'm a lazyass. Phew, dodged the bullet on that one, eh?
I'm really tired, and its not even 9:30 yet. Its ridiculous, last night I tried going to bed at 9 and I slept for about an hour and change, but then I woke up, and couldn't fall back asleep. I came over to the computer, and looked at stuff to read, and then made a post regarding the moment on a sekrit message board I frequent. Direct copy/paste job:
"Don't you just love it when you are absolutely exhausted, [both] physically and mentally, and all you want to do is crawl into bed and sleep a good night's sleep. But you get there, and you can't. And you lay there, awake, contemplating things that don't matter, that are outside your sphere of influence, or things that are just gone by. An hour and a half later, you decide to say f@%* it, and wander over to the computer to see if anybody's online to chat with, but you don't really know what you want to talk about, or who to talk about it with. "
Boy did I hit the nail on the head. Oh well, time to try it again. Night (hopefully for longer than 90 minutes).
posted by The @ 9:32 PM
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