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He works from 9 to 5 and then...
My current goal in life is to seduce the new guy at work into marrying me. He's under 95 and male, not the norm, so I fumble all over my goddamn self every time he speaks to me.
This afternoon, he ambled over to my cubicle to ask me what I was reading. I struggled desperately to find a sophisticated way to explain that it was a US magazine chronicling Jessica Simpson's journey into hefferdom, but could not find the adequate words to do so. In all honesty, I was only looking for whatever words wouldn't make me sound like Juliette Lewis in The Other Sister or Juliette Lewis in anything, really. I did not succeed even remotely.
He got around to casually asking me how old I was, so I take this to be a declaration of his love. What else? For this reason, I must find a legitimate excuse to go into his cubicle tomorrow. I have not come up with anything thus far, but I do have an outfit for the occasion.
This afternoon, he ambled over to my cubicle to ask me what I was reading. I struggled desperately to find a sophisticated way to explain that it was a US magazine chronicling Jessica Simpson's journey into hefferdom, but could not find the adequate words to do so. In all honesty, I was only looking for whatever words wouldn't make me sound like Juliette Lewis in The Other Sister or Juliette Lewis in anything, really. I did not succeed even remotely.
He got around to casually asking me how old I was, so I take this to be a declaration of his love. What else? For this reason, I must find a legitimate excuse to go into his cubicle tomorrow. I have not come up with anything thus far, but I do have an outfit for the occasion.
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I just like to live vicariously through other people's flirting.