i am a fabulous, fabulous person.
and i'm having a fucking great week.
bobby asked me to smoke out with him today after work. i feel cool since he doesn't like most of the people at work. he probably just wants to get some...but hey, don't we all? anyway, i got off at 3 instead of 5 so i was all cute and said, "raincheck, yeah?" and he was all, "yeah, cool." and i think nick does have a crush on me. this girl i work with is sure of it, justifying her suspicions with the fact that he never, ever talked to her except to ask her where i went. and he's nice. and he seemed to be trying to relate to me today ("you dyed your hair ... i used to have black hair ... want a donut?") i politely declined the donut with a disgusted "ew, fat" look on my face and a quick shake of the head.
blunt? me? i think not!
it's nice to be wanted.
and really, who wouldn't feel great after a comment like this:
there's nothing i like better than hearing how funny i am. it's a big thing with me, mostly because my mom told me when i was little that the most important thing in a relationship is a sense of humor. and the fact that my brother was always the charming one and i was the smart one.
yay me!
so we're plotting about the boy. the plan: get his number from aly, call him and ask him what he's doing friday, get him to hang out with the girls (he said last night was fun...i didn't say 2 words because i'm shy like that...but i was once told that that's attractive...but everyone's different...will not overanalyze...) again and get slightly tipsy -- enough to make me fun -- and have MAD CRAZY SEX in the girl's empty bedroom, as she will be sleeping...in the hall or something. probability of it working: slim to none. alas:
aurora's boyfriend phillip is coming this weekend, which is fun in two ways: first, he's a fun boy. second, sleepover in the girl's room! i figured i would want privacy if i only saw my boyfriend 2 days a week. we'll have fun. girly fun. oooo. we'll do makeovers, woo hoo! (insert hair toss here.)
i just cracked my toes a lot and it felt goooooood.
my feet stink.
what else is good about this week...perhaps nothing. perhaps everything. did i mention i bought a $7 bettie page ring? because, yes, i rock that hard. no, not this hard; THAT hard.
this is the band boy was promoting and i enjoy the free cd i got. not just because it was free, though i tend to enjoy literally anything if it's free. but they actually do rock quite a bit. ooo, plug!
perhaps that's it.