So i woke up today to my stupid cell ringing over and over. I swear im gonna tattoo into Steve's forehead my work schedule...he always wants to chill when i have to go to work. Normal routine of getting ready for work...shower, dress, brush, try not to throw up. As i pull into work i see Shawn and his girl Caitlin (or however you spell it...i swear that name has so many variants) chillin in my parking spot. We get to talking and as it turns out they got engaged. Really bothers me cause i could tell they were both on dope, that fucking shit spreads like wildfire. Go into work, normal routine blah blah blah. Around 2am Jen the bakery girl comes in, now i've had a thing for her since i started working there. As it turned out i was working right next to the bakery all night. I see her come in, i say good morning, and she seems to be a bit out of sorts. I try not to pry into other peoples problems but i could tell she was visibly shaken and upset over something, so my normal concerned side asks her if shes ok. Big mistake. She starts going on and on about her husband and how much of a prick he is. As she's winding down from her tirade i noticed she was looking at my eyes the whole time, not many people can do that. Most of the 'conversation' was about how she wants a kid but her burnout husband doesn't. Then out of the blue she asked me if i wanted kids. Naturally i said 'sure but im punching out at 7:30...is that enough time?' It's getting to be pretty clear that she likes me, with the touching and the flirting we do. And here i am soul-searching. And i've come to the conclusion...I want children, but not with her, i only want them with one girl.
Well the sleeping pills are beginning to kick in...better end this update. Raise a glass to the prospect of a day without haunted sleep...like thats gonna happen...
Today's song of the day is Slayer - Mandatory Suicide
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