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    <title>Sleep deprived</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T22:12:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T22:12:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I get on average less than 6 hours of sleep a day.  This has never happened to me before.  EVER!  Labs and tutorials are okay, but lectures are B.R.U.T.A.L!  I usually start nodding off 30 minutes into the class, and I struggle like mad to stay awake for the rest of it.  During the little film clip for my bio lec, I reasoned with myself it was okay to close my eyes since it was so hard to keep them open.  I could still listen while the person talked.  WRONG!  The film was halfway over when I jerked myself out of my mini-daze.  Thank god the lights were low enough nobody really noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to imagine myself doing this for the rest of the year.  Dammnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought we were going at a fairly fast pace w/ the zoo lecs and this was confirmed when my tutorial prof. mentioned this today.  We are flying through this material, and I think it's absolutely stupid how he refuses to go over physiology w/ the class.  Ashley gives him the excuse of being a bio major, but honestly!  Why the hell are you teaching this class if you refuse to do it even half decently!  He's a nice guy, but jeez!  I'm getting tired of trying to figure out all the anatomy and processes by my self.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home w/ the 2 hour break that I had between classes and then realize that I still need to buy my manual for the tutorial.  I get back on the train and head to the bookstore, figuring I only needed 30 dollars max for the damn thing, and it turns out it's included with the textbook.  In short, I didn't have enough moola and I had to head back.  Shit.  I ended up being late for tutorial, and my prof happens to be an ass by the way.  I go in there, he gives me barely a look and continues on with his speech.  I was a little over 5 minutes late - not bad considering I had to find the damn room.  So I'm sitting there, and out of the blue he spouts out a whole load of 'I don't care if you need to go out for a smoke, or for a break; if you come in late that's really you're problem.  You miss all that stuff it's your loss.'  Every pair of eyes turn to me at this point but I pretended to be oblivious.  Then later when we're examining the skulls he comes over to my group (after stating explicitly that he won't come over to any of us and ask us if we need help because 'it's not his problem', so if we do, we ask) and starts throwing random questions at me like: what's this, do you know that?  I'm pointing at a part of the bone w/ the END of my pencil, NOT even touching the thing and he swats the thing away!  Glares at me and tells me to put it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave us a speech about using stir sticks to point at the specimens, and I admit I didn't do that, but the point was I wasn't touching the damn thing!  He didn't have to be such an ass about it.  He's just a sarcastic individual in general.  He cracks, what I think are jokes but he doesn't get much of a reaction because he looks so bland when he does it.  In other circumstances where I would've laughed, this guy just makes you stare at him like he's grown a foreign limb.  Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, it was Kevin's birthday yesterday.  19 years old.  Wow, that IS old.  Me and Sarah were just talking about how scary it would be turning 20.  It's just the whole transition with having a '2' as the leading number in your age.  Connie, being 23 was just shaking her head at us.  Snob.  (:P)  So at the end of Connie's shift, both her and Jenny left to go to the bathroom, so I was left to 'man' the store.  Kevin chose to call at that moment, and we had a nice little conversation about birthday cakes, and mysterious women jumping out from within who 'better-not-look-like-Connie'.  Or so Kevin said.  Ahh man. I got a good laugh outta that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kicking myself for forgetting to wish Kev' a happy birthday when he walks into the store 5 minutes later with Teresa.  I gave him a 'wtf' look, but he just grinned.  Loser.  Haha, too bad I couldn't say that to him on his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hired 3 new people.  Julie: Korean girl who looks older than she is.  She looks like she's 16 but she's actually older than me; Kumiko: Japanese woman.  Not kidding.  She's 27 and married.  I was a little surprised at first, but she's really nice.  I'm going to ask if she'll teach me japanese...Oh, and a guy!  I can't believe Tom actually agreed to hiring somebody not of the female sex.  Anyways!  I haven't met this guy yet, and he starts next week.  Connie told me Teresa said he was real good-looking.  Course she says that about every male that walks into the store, so I can't really trust her on that one.  Jenny told me he's white.  In computer sciences.  And kinda geeky looking.  Swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Tom's prepping up for holiday season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...Let's see, what else can I put here.  Oh yeah, yesterday on my way back from school these random people start striking up a conversation on the bus.  There was this 40 yr old white guy, a skinny white girl (about my age..?) and this really sweet granny.  So anyways!  The conversation starts with this girl complaining about not being able to finish her cigerette.  Then she goes on to say it's going to be a great day because she has to go to a 12 hour work shift from there on.  Nobody really said anything to this, but since she was sitting across from me, I felt it was my duty to at least be a little bit polite...Plus the bus driver had to go take a whizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Telus.  Down at Northland mall&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. (trying to recall a Telus down there..)  Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: No.  Not really.  This guy just quit so I'm stuck w/ more hours than I need.  The pay really sux, but it's a job.&lt;br /&gt;Man: How much do you get paid?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: 8 dollars an hour&lt;br /&gt;Me: (mentally doing a victory dance.  I pour coffee and I make more than you!  Ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it was here that all hell broke loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man and the girl started getting into this heated discussion about how Alberta's a really rich province, and our living expenses are sky-high, but our wages are no where near appropriate for those expenses.  Cusses and swear words occasionally colored the air, but it was a fairly interesting discussion nontheless.  Me and granny were just nodding our heads at the appropriate times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear what they're trying to say, and I agree it sux.  But the way that girl was whining about it just got on my nerves.  Her whole entire speculation on this was: it's not fair &amp; it's ridiculous.  Right.  Just what *do* you have to offer to your employers that is so invaluable that they absolutely have to give you anything other than minimum wage?  To be honest, just about any idiot can do what she's doing; but if she really wants to get a better job/more money, she should stop bitching and do something about it.  I swear I'm getting less and less patient with people like those.  They complain till they're off their rocker, but they still don't lift a finger to try to change the status quo.  If they would've gotten their butts in gear, I wouldn't have had to sit there listening to their BS.  Now THAT is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the elderly lady lived on crescent, so we got off at the same stop.  We spent a while talking about it.  Her views were pretty similar to mine, and it was interesting learning some things about her.  She's a very open lady, although it's hard to tell on the bus when the other two were blabbing away.  It was actually kind of nice talking to her.  I genuinely had a good time - however short that was.  Aww...I miss my grandma!</content>
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    <title>Disappointment</title>
    <published>2005-09-08T19:37:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T19:37:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Don't you worry 'bout a thing - John Legend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;I went to UofC 101 yesterday.  It wasn't exactly a scarred-me-for-life kind of experience.  But it was just as pointless as everybody said it would be.  I guess if they didn't have it starting at 8:30, 9:00 every single time, I would find some initiative in myself to go for more than one day.  I had a 2 hour break in between the sessions.  I left, and didn't go back.  Didn't go today either.  I kind of wanted to check out the SU show, but since all the success story seminars were full, it was kind of pointless for me to show up for just that one show.  I'm heading back tomorrow for the nursing orientation tomorrow though.  I don't know if it's going to be really worth going...something about giving up prizes and what not.  For three hours.  Good God I don't even wanna think about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of people yesterday though.  Jinglan for one.  She was one of the group leaders for the Science fac.  I turn around saw her first, and then I saw Chan (yes, from cadets) sitting on the bleachers where her group was.  I was pretty darn surprised yeah.  Also saw Jessica, that guy who worked at that Viet noodles place.  Some random people I knew was from High School...I was trying to find places to hide for the most part.  It was...kind of embarassing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working in two hours.  Teresa called me yesterday when I was napping to ask if I can fill in a shift.  After refraining the urge to bite her head off for waking me, I figured I could use the hours since I barely got over 20 hours for this week.  So for the sake of bling, I managed to say yes in a semi-pleasant tone of voice.  I kind of don't want to go.  But I'm closing with Jenny tonight, so I guess it's not so bad.  6 hours usually go by pretty quick for evenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Rain's DVD a couple days back.  I was so psyched about getting Rain's first live concert, but it really wasn't as mindblowing a performance as I thought it'd be.  Some of the critics were right: he's an awesome hiphop dancer.  The boy's got some smooth moves on him that's for sure.  He doesn't really sing though, and when he does...ugh.  He's not downright horrible, but he could use a bit more practise.  Over &lt;i&gt;half&lt;/i&gt; the time he was up on stage, he was either stripping, lifting up the hem of his shirt, or ripping (and yes, I mean that literally) it off.  He'd come onstage with a nice &lt;i&gt;purdy&lt;/i&gt; outfit, just to take it off 2 minutes later, or rip open the buttons to show off those abs of his.  I love my eye candy as much as the next girl, but it came to a point where it was a little much.  Less gigolo and more singing please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The korean girls seemed to be loving every minute of it though...Rabid, horny fans.  I got bored after the first 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disappointed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh!  I found out some pretty narly stuff about Rain today too!  He's not the innocent, pretty (okay, he's not pretty, but look at that smile!) boy I thought he was.  Goddamnit!  Another perfect idol image shattered and stomped upon!  T-T  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go sulk now...&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mzzcheeky:2928</id>
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    <title>mzzcheeky @ 2005-07-21T22:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-22T04:45:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-27T04:16:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;Well, I missed out on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory today.  I had it all planned out the night before with Jamie and George.  Figures.  I'll get over it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make up for it, I saw Hitch today.  I figured it was a typical humor/pointless film but it actually surprised me.  Chick-flicky for sure, but it had some pretty funny material.  Nothing less from Will Smith.  One of the main reasons I saw the movie, anyway.  Hahaha, the q-tip part almost made me spew my popcorn all over the floor. *mimics the q-tip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Republic called me for an interview today!  Feeling good right now.  I figure if they start me off on shitty wages it's still okay.  It's definitely less stressful than Second Cup, I'm sure...Extra income, extra money!  Wee!  I honestly hope I can get this job.  Coffee is good.  Coffee &lt;i&gt;shop&lt;/i&gt; just pisses me right off.  I just need a break from having to be there all the time I guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with Georgie porgie today.  Did a lot more laps than I did when Jamie came around yesterday...Jeeez, such a distraction!  (j/k, j/k)  No really, I did more.  But that's because I psyched myself up to start increasing those lengths.  No lane swimming tomorrow though...Maybe I'll head on over the the weight room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  Me and the G. man saw the &lt;i&gt;cuuuutest&lt;/i&gt; guy at the pool today!  I mean, you'd think I wouldn't be able to see much in the pool, since I'm basically as blind as a bat w/o my glasses.  But I first noticed this guy cuz he had a p-r-e-t-t-y amazing physique going on.  Like...tall, lanky, but still buff enough to get me impressed.  Ya know, just how I like 'em.  Anyways, by some amazing miracle, he happened to be around any area I was occupying.  First it was the lanes; then it was the tank; then I headed over to the locker rooms.  Yup.  That last trip was made about 10 minutes earlier before 10 pm cuz my ma got lost (yeah...I donno how she managed that either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came back out w/ my maja, only to pass by this kid as he headed towards the guys locker room.  Man, I tell ya this boy was &lt;b&gt;hot&lt;/b&gt;!  He had the whole sideburns and stubble thing going on and I almost swooned right then and there.  He fits the description of tall, dark and handsome &lt;i&gt;perfectly&lt;/i&gt;.  Ahhh man, I just wanna jump him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehehehe, George says he'll talk to the guy next time he sees him.  That's a whole week away!  But on the up side, he says he's gonna ask him for his number for me mwahahaha!  Go George!  Whoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow.  Whoop-dee-doo&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>mzzcheeky @ 2005-07-13T00:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T06:17:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T06:17:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Arghhh...I've come to the conclusion that there was probably something in the curry I ate last night.  My skin started breaking out right after I came home from chinatown.  Itching like crazzzzy!  It's mostly breaking out on my face and neck too!  Fck is this attractive!  All I can say is thank god for makeup.  No way in hell I would've went to work otherwise looking like Ms. Rashface.  I almost had a hernia when I took a good look at myself in the mirror this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh...I just want it to go away!</content>
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    <title>mzzcheeky @ 2005-07-10T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T01:15:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-11T01:15:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Unbelievably tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shiit, I can't believe I spent  over 10 hours at the stampede today.  I am so tired it's not even funny.  It's now about 2 hours away from that Hot Hot Heat concert - not that going is really that much of an issue, I mean I can't really get any more tired than I already am.  But if I go, I'm almost positive I won't be home until at &lt;i&gt;least&lt;/i&gt; 1 in the morning.  Shiit..knowing Leah, she'll probably force-feed me alcohol when she gets her hands on me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, and I still have to open tomorrow.  This is plain gayness.  I'm seriously comtemplating the possibility of not going.  Would make my life oh, so much easier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  Sleep, or no sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a toughie.  I think I'll sleep on it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mzzcheeky:786</id>
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    <title>mzzcheeky @ 2005-07-04T22:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T06:02:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-05T06:02:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, I have THE biggest headache right now.  My eyes are swimming before my eyes..oii.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was such a bitch!  Honest to god, it's &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt; they're finally getting around to fixing stuff around the store; but was it necessary to pile everything up on the same day?!?!  It's just plain ri-goddamn-diculous!  It didn't help Teresa and Tom were breathing down my neck the whole entire time - arghh!  I swear, if the other girls weren't there to keep me sane I would have lost it ages ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Jamie started working today.  I think she's adjusting just fine.  (Ya, you heard me, man - you're doing good.  You really are!)  Most of the girls are picking things up real quick.  At least compared to when I first started.  I hear Leah say Teresa's going to get her to take some of my morning shifts...Dunno whether I should be happy or irritated about that.  On the one hand, I don't have the excuse to bitch about being the earliest person to arrive at the store each day; but then my hours are going to get cut.  What to do, what to do...Should I talk to her about that?  Well, we'll see how big those hour deductions are then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, me and Jamie saw that HMV guy today!  She was blushing like noooo tomorrow!  Can't blame her of course.  The guy is pretty darn cute.  Haha, I still had a good time seeing her getting all flustered.  Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching 'She's on Duty' today - some cheesy korean flick.  It wasn't downright horrible, but it came pretty damn close.  There was this really hot guy in it though, so it made the whole thing not as bad as it could've been.  Maaaan, sooo hot!  Ack!  Watch me obsess for him for the next month or so.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aughh, my head's gonna explode...!  T-T</content>
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    <title>mzzcheeky @ 2005-06-26T18:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T00:48:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T00:48:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only getting one sleep-in day/week now.  How damn sad is this?  It's summer for the love of god, and while all the &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; little girls and boys are sleeping and lazing around, &lt;b&gt;I'm&lt;/b&gt; up at the crack of dawn brewing coffee for cranky/horny/desperate people.  Gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm bitter.  Nothing to hide here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right along...Back to work tomorrow, yes.  But I also have something &lt;b&gt;extremely&lt;/b&gt; nice to look forward to. [insert drumroll here please]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="ff6699"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;Interview @ Stitches tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly: I get to see that Ryan guy, hahaha.  Last time I had a little chat with him, he was so damn friendly and nice!  None of that cranky attitude I got from Bryan's.  I swear to god, that chick was psychotic...&lt;br /&gt;I honestly wouldn't mind working at Stitches, although I probably wouldn't get fantastic pay.  The eye candy is soooorely tempting me to screw off all other job opportunities though.  So hoooot...*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn, I was getting all worked up about dressing for the part ya know?  Solely for professional reasons of course. (&amp;gt;.&amp;gt;)  It's going to be hard though when my interview is at 2, and I get off work at 1:30.  The changing part can be fixed easily enough, but I sure don't appreciate smelling like I sleep with a mound of coffee beans each night.  Especially when I have an impression to make!  I can see myself coming up w/ some lame excuse like 'Oh?  Me?  It's the newest fragrance  nowadays - Eau De Caffiene.  You like?'  I mean, coffee grinds underneath my nails; and syrup stains all over my arms aside, I think I'll be good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augh, happy thoughts.  Think &lt;font color="ff6699"&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; thoughts.  Pink elephants, pink elephants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mzzcheeky:289</id>
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    <title>Whoop-dee-doo</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T05:44:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:44:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My first entry on livejournal!  Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  Now that I'm gotten that outta my system...I don't really have much to say.  Work wasn't too bad actually.  I haven't worked with Connie in ages, so I've almost forgotten how nice it was to actually have someone go ahead and help me out with the tasks in the store.  Okay, that's unfair.  Leah works too, but *anyone* compared to Connie is a slacker.  I swear that girl is a one-woman-team.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I get to sleep in tomorrow!  Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sorry kids, it's been too long since I've not had to wake up early and brew coffe at 7ish in the morning.  It's gonna be great!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also come across the possibility that a certain guy working at the bank might be gay...Ionno, something that my co-worker mentioned.  I don't really find him gay.  Well, he's a little strange granted, but that doesn't mean a person's gay right?  I mean, I get no gay vibes from him at all...And I'm usually pretty accurate with that kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  I MUST get over drooling over hot guy that walks into the store.  It's a habit I'm slowly weaning myself off of.  It's awkward most times.  Just chant the mantra 'down girl, down!'  Everything would be so much easier if I was just immune.  *sighs dejectedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.  I had UBER fun today hanging w/ Jamie-kins.  Sure we just lofted around and did basically nothing, but that is fun in itself I tell you.  What, with her making crack comments about virtually everything.  It's a nice break from having to be all prim and proper all the time at work.  Polite.  Helpful.  Disgustingly cheerful.  Ugh, the routine's become almost second nature now; so much that I say 'have a nice day' to even random people I meet on the street.  Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  that's good enough for now.  TIme to head to bed.  Mmm, sleep...</content>
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