Oh my fucking god. Where do I even start today? It was one of those bloody days. I kept asking the gods to have mercy on my poor whithered soul. I figure if I start having more days like this I'll begin to think am very hot indeed. Anyways that's another story.

First of all I'm again jobless. Why you say? Gasping and all. I know. Hold on. They claim (well it's kinda true), there's no work coming in at all. It's sort of just trickling in, and for the past week have not done much of worth. They can't afford to keep me with my salary when it doesn't make sense. That's so you know I wasn't caught doing anything illegal. :) So I'm looking for another job!

You know there are those days when you go invisible? Not today. Scoped many a hot boy, who actually scoped back. *gasp* Was it my outfit (which is typical and hasn't turned that many heads before), or my perfume (there's a whole thing on pheromones which I may or may not have blogged about), or like...my hair in a mess or something. I don't get it still. Thanks Anna for making me wear that top! Hahaha. "Black too conservative!"

I'm in one of my very strange moods. Not happy, not sad, not depressed, not jubilant...you know those. Just there. I'm half hyper, but, gee, it's wearing off.

The one dude I actually picked up, *snort*. That was interesting. I walked in the gaming room, and headed towards the middle. This guy spins out on the rolly chair and says "Hi!" Me being the idiot that I am am thinking to myself "aww fuck who is this? If I know him I can't remember him for nothing. He says: "I've never seen you here before" Me: *looking puzzled*, retorts "Well neither have I - who are you?" This is after I pretend that I actually remember him and saying Hi how are you wsup and all that. Good grief - making complete ass of self. I tell you today was not good. Then he proceeds to be grinning at me for unknown reasons and half following me around. Brr. Me? *squeak squeak*

I thought this was longer, but, uhm, there's stuff that can't be blogged about that I'll have to tell you all individually.

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart." - William Wordsworth. That reminds me of McKain and Stac!

Aadam's off to France tomorrow morning bright and early. Bon voyage!!!

Also, just to note - I hate government offices.