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I don't have anything important to say. I'm sitting in a dimly lit room, listening to music from Omaha Nebraska. (Thats Saddle Creek and Team Love, for those of you that know know.) I'm starting to come down, which means i'm going to start getting bored and tired. I'm already really bored actually. I might go smoke some more in a bit. None of this is terribly interesting to anyone I don't think. I got a haircut today. only an inch or so taken off. I bought a pea coat. Now I can go around looking dark and mysterious and brooding and s**t. I can't think of anything else. I feel like something important is going to happen soon. I don't know what yet though.

I get paid tomorrow. It'll be the worst check i've ever had, probably. Oh well, atleast my job is relatively fun. I'm the fragrence faerie for those of you that don't know. I sell men's fragrence. It pays well enough, and I get to work with some okay people. They aren't all necissarily real people. I'm not one to talk about that though. I'm rarely honest with myself.

Something people who read this should know that I don't play "the game" where you go back and forth with someone and work toward a final goal of, whatever it is people look for. Weather it be sex, someone to be in a relationship with, whatever it is. So, I really dropped the ball at work the other day, I think. Was talking to the uber-cute girl that works in jewelry. In my mind, I'm just making idle conversation. I guess I wasn't really though. Closing time finally comes around, I start back to my counter to close my regester, and she's all "Hey, wait for me." "Why?" "So I have someone to talk to." "Alright." So I wait, and we talk some more, we get outside, and she gives me this look. One of those "There's something I want [you] to say." looks. Atleast thats how I took it. It throws me off guard completely. That was the point where I was suppose to ask for her number, or something like that. She alerts me to the fact that she'll see me in two weeks, and I tell her that i'll be seeing her.

I really suck. Its frustrating for several reasons. 1. I didn't even know I dropped the ball till the next day. 2. She's way way way good looking. That was probably a once in a blue moon opportunity. I can try again some other time I guess. It shouldn't be too hard.