Wednesday, December 04, 2002
SO!
It is Wednesday. Fuck yeah. I don't have to work tonight, I don't have to work tonight. The minute I walked out of the Gap last night, my heart jumped in my chest and I felt ALIVE again! Not having to go back until tomorrow night. Amazing. I could sit in my bedroom and stare at the wall all night and I would still feel just as happy not to have to work a 15 hour day. Everyone said that I would really start to value my free time and wasn't that the truth. I have about 2 hours a day to do what I want to do. These hours are always between 12-2am. While not the best time of day to put in a movie or read a book, just being able to sit and talk with someone is usually more than good enough.
Paul and I were talking last night about how little I have actually seen him since he moved in. Although I haven't been home since Sunday, the only thing that is really different since Paul's move, is where I lay my head at night. He understands that I have to work as much as I do, as most of my friends do, but at the same time I know he is a bit disappointed that I am not around to play with. Both figuratively and literally.
We made a "date" for Saturday night. Of course I have to work all fucking day, but I get off at 8pm and we are going to go on the first of what I hope is many dates. Probably dinner and a movie. Maybe we will try to get some RENT tickets for that night. Who knows, just as long as I get to hang out with him for more than an hour before I have to rush my ass to bed. While not seeing him enough is rather disheartening, just being able to sleep in bed with him every night is making my life so much happier. It's no fun working 70 hours a week, but when you know that you are going to be able to crawl into bed with your boyfriend that night, the day just seems to have a coating of "good" all over it. That "coating" is jizz.
I hope you realize that.
You do realize that.
Slurp.
OMIGOD! Everyone I work with is at a Board Meeting and since they have left, this place has been nothing short of a living nightmare. The phone is going crazy and I am about ready to rip someone's cunt off. Specifically this one bitch who keeps calling our office over and over and over and over. Fucking bitch! You see, I call her a bitch, cuz she is a secretary that is telling me to do something that HER boss wants HER to do. Whatever, long story and too annoying to get into. This lady sucks my cock.
Okay...vented and got that shit out.
Our housekeeper broke her front tooth last night on a piece of rice. There is a huge gaping hole in her mouth. I could tell she was upset this morning. Then she showed me the space in between her teeth and my heart smashed into a million pieces. Poor thing.
Paul is going food shopping today, thank GOD! Paul's roommate, Jen, brought down a HUGE cooked ham with her. Don't ask why...it's a tad random that her mom made a Thanksgiving feast and then made a 20lb ham to bring to NYC. But whatever...
So we have been eating nothing, but ham sandwiches, grilled ham, plain ham, ham with water, etc. I must admit that it is the best ham I have ever had, but ere'day? Too much ham for this boy. I won't be having any more until Easter.
Great, I can hear the elevator coming. Let it be an asshole...let it be an asshole...I am so ready to punch someone in their ugly face right now.
Tonight I have to stop by Mama Mia to get tickets for my mom. Every year she buys tickets to a show for my parents, my grandmother, and me. This year we tried to get Into the Woods tickets, but the show is closing. I was VERY disappointed. So Mama Mia it is. That's fine. Not my first pick, but who am I to complain? After I pick up the tickets, Paul and I are meeting up with Rita and Kelly to see the Christmas Tree lighting in Rockefellar Center. Paul thinks it's the dumbest idea on the planet and was even more irate about us not going to a gay bar for drinks, but I laid the smack down on this event. He can suck it up and go. And he better LOVE it or no dick action for him tonight.
Is it wrong that I am most excited for bed tonight than anything else? Is it possible that I am going to have 7 or 8 hours of sleep tonight??? ROCK! I am so used to laying my head down for 4 hours and then getting up as though I never laid down to begin with. And I get to have drinks tonight too! That NEVER happens. AND AND AND I GET TO BE IN MY OWN BED IN MY OWN APARTMENT. YES!
Sorry these entries have been so mundane these days...but when your head buzzes all day long from lack of sleep this is the writing that spews forth.
The writing will become a lot more interesting once the end of January comes and I get some sleep.
Until then, bear with my text-bookish entries.
I gotta go talk to Mariah now.
It is Wednesday. Fuck yeah. I don't have to work tonight, I don't have to work tonight. The minute I walked out of the Gap last night, my heart jumped in my chest and I felt ALIVE again! Not having to go back until tomorrow night. Amazing. I could sit in my bedroom and stare at the wall all night and I would still feel just as happy not to have to work a 15 hour day. Everyone said that I would really start to value my free time and wasn't that the truth. I have about 2 hours a day to do what I want to do. These hours are always between 12-2am. While not the best time of day to put in a movie or read a book, just being able to sit and talk with someone is usually more than good enough.
Paul and I were talking last night about how little I have actually seen him since he moved in. Although I haven't been home since Sunday, the only thing that is really different since Paul's move, is where I lay my head at night. He understands that I have to work as much as I do, as most of my friends do, but at the same time I know he is a bit disappointed that I am not around to play with. Both figuratively and literally.
We made a "date" for Saturday night. Of course I have to work all fucking day, but I get off at 8pm and we are going to go on the first of what I hope is many dates. Probably dinner and a movie. Maybe we will try to get some RENT tickets for that night. Who knows, just as long as I get to hang out with him for more than an hour before I have to rush my ass to bed. While not seeing him enough is rather disheartening, just being able to sleep in bed with him every night is making my life so much happier. It's no fun working 70 hours a week, but when you know that you are going to be able to crawl into bed with your boyfriend that night, the day just seems to have a coating of "good" all over it. That "coating" is jizz.
I hope you realize that.
You do realize that.
Slurp.
OMIGOD! Everyone I work with is at a Board Meeting and since they have left, this place has been nothing short of a living nightmare. The phone is going crazy and I am about ready to rip someone's cunt off. Specifically this one bitch who keeps calling our office over and over and over and over. Fucking bitch! You see, I call her a bitch, cuz she is a secretary that is telling me to do something that HER boss wants HER to do. Whatever, long story and too annoying to get into. This lady sucks my cock.
Okay...vented and got that shit out.
Our housekeeper broke her front tooth last night on a piece of rice. There is a huge gaping hole in her mouth. I could tell she was upset this morning. Then she showed me the space in between her teeth and my heart smashed into a million pieces. Poor thing.
Paul is going food shopping today, thank GOD! Paul's roommate, Jen, brought down a HUGE cooked ham with her. Don't ask why...it's a tad random that her mom made a Thanksgiving feast and then made a 20lb ham to bring to NYC. But whatever...
So we have been eating nothing, but ham sandwiches, grilled ham, plain ham, ham with water, etc. I must admit that it is the best ham I have ever had, but ere'day? Too much ham for this boy. I won't be having any more until Easter.
Great, I can hear the elevator coming. Let it be an asshole...let it be an asshole...I am so ready to punch someone in their ugly face right now.
Tonight I have to stop by Mama Mia to get tickets for my mom. Every year she buys tickets to a show for my parents, my grandmother, and me. This year we tried to get Into the Woods tickets, but the show is closing. I was VERY disappointed. So Mama Mia it is. That's fine. Not my first pick, but who am I to complain? After I pick up the tickets, Paul and I are meeting up with Rita and Kelly to see the Christmas Tree lighting in Rockefellar Center. Paul thinks it's the dumbest idea on the planet and was even more irate about us not going to a gay bar for drinks, but I laid the smack down on this event. He can suck it up and go. And he better LOVE it or no dick action for him tonight.
Is it wrong that I am most excited for bed tonight than anything else? Is it possible that I am going to have 7 or 8 hours of sleep tonight??? ROCK! I am so used to laying my head down for 4 hours and then getting up as though I never laid down to begin with. And I get to have drinks tonight too! That NEVER happens. AND AND AND I GET TO BE IN MY OWN BED IN MY OWN APARTMENT. YES!
Sorry these entries have been so mundane these days...but when your head buzzes all day long from lack of sleep this is the writing that spews forth.
The writing will become a lot more interesting once the end of January comes and I get some sleep.
Until then, bear with my text-bookish entries.
I gotta go talk to Mariah now.
