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[18 Dec 2007|12:32pm] |
So, ways to ensure Mike is not scared and that I get some tonight:
1. Well, Jilaine is not working tonight. Seeing as she's the one who "caught" us, he'll probably be relieved she's not there.
2. I am wearing Mike's favorite pair of underwear.
3. I always go to work early, but this tonight I'll go early to talk to Brent. Make sure he knows when to give Mike and I some alone time.
4. Be really aggressive. I'm usually timidly/mildly aggressive, and I don't want to be overbearingly aggressive . . . but I do want to be encouragingly aggressive.
5. Really hope the weather warms up enough a bit for me to wear my "easy shorts," as Jill calls them. Well, I suppose since I long since stopped wearing jeans to work that all my pants are "easy," but those shorts are especially so. We'll see as it gets closer to 5.
Tbh, I really want to be like "heyyyyyyyy we should meet up after work somewhere," but I feel like that will freak him out.
I also want to suggest we just go to the bathroom and lock the door, and convince him that no one will notice us leaving one at a time. He's dumb sometimes, so I feel this would work. He would think everyone was oblivious to us but really what he doesn't know is that everyone already knows and doesn't care.
Hopefully we're really not busy tonight and then Sean will go outside and skate and Brent will go outside "to watch him." We need to be steady enough though to make sure there are no drivers around.
What the fuck why is this shit so complicated. lmao.
This better work out tonighttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.
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[18 Dec 2007|02:01pm] |
Well I just walked to Circle K.
Two things:
1) I walked there in sweatpants and a jacket, and I feel that as long as I wear a jacket, I'll be able to wear my shorts to work.
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2) I have 3 hours to drink 32 oz of orange juice and hope it cures me.
I wish I took walks more often, wtf.
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[18 Dec 2007|02:21pm] |
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I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen.
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[18 Dec 2007|11:36pm] |
"I was thinking about how my life would've been if I'd never gotten involved with your father. I have this whole other life playing out in my head. But then I realized, I would've never had you. And that made me so sad."
You would've never had me, Mother, but then . . . I would've never been feeling like this. =/
all in all I see this is as a win/win situation for you, if you could only turn back time.
Turn back time and lose your emotionally abusive husband and your fuck up of a daughter.
And then everything would've been perfect for you.
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