2001-10-27

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2001-10-27 04:40 pm

home.

I got hit on by a girl last night. We were in Hot Topic and I asked her nicely if she would get the shirt off the ceiling where they had it hanging for some reason. So she does but she continues to stand around me for ten minutes talking. "Are you sure you want the medium? The small would be tighter." Medium is fine, yes thanks. "Felix the cat is so cute!" Yuh, I know that's why I want it. "If it's too big or something, or it shrinks it the dryer you can bring it back and just ask for me." I think I started crying. Fortunately someone asked her to peirce something of theirs and she had to be on her way.
I am tired. So tired. I have no business being in drugstores at 9:00 o'clock in the morning scaring old people. I am thin, sullen, dark, and old people are prone to heart attacks. They should always leave me on the night shift.
Looking at all the crappy third rate Cleopatra costumes people kept coming up to buy left me with the distinct feeling that I am dressed up like Cleopatra all the time, year round. WTF, we have the same eye makeup. Halloween is useless to me.
Also my Canadian who is leaving for a painfully long time and who may get shot never calls me. He doesn't love me anymore. =(
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2001-10-27 11:24 pm

Even for a girl, I don't communicate well.

It isn't 1:00 yet. Not at all. Oh crap, it's daylight savings time too. 1:00 will never come. I'll never fall asleep. I'm having problems falling asleep lately because there is so much shit on my bed. I woke up at 3:47 the other night because there was a pair of tweezers lodged in my ribcage. It hurt. And it was cold too. That's how I originally felt it. So I ended up flinging it in disgust and it hit the door and made this horrid clang noise.
Ooh, it's cold. The kitchen is so cold. I wish the computer were in my room. My room is always warm because I have something like five lamps, purple lights, and a space heater blasting in there all the time. It's nice. Aside from the horrible, horrible mess I have made in there. It is nice. I guess I should go clean the sharp objects off my bed. It would keep me occupied and I would benefit too.