Posted by kara lynne on September 23, 2003, at 2:41:35
In reply to Re: Job fell through, posted by octopusprime on September 23, 2003, at 1:28:05
I do want a massage. From the ex of course, but that's a different story. I really thought he would have called today, what with our good conversation the day before. But then I wouldn't jump right on up and see him( I was too scared) so he's backed off himself. I probably ruined the exact moment when we could have come back together in perfect bliss--you know, the kind we always had.
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But alas I'm slurring my letters from talking a sleeping pill, and I'm going to eat my few bites left of ice cream and I'm going to dream that some lost fireman has nothing better to do than rub my back tonightgrumbly itchy brain. It's not that we don't want YOU, but there is nothing about YOU that can hear anything from THEM after that remark that it's nothing about YOU. That's just it; there is nothing about me that you think could enhance your groovy business. And you know I have to grow a self promotion bone. It is just entirely too foreign for me to be expected to dust myself off in front of these people and tell them what they'd want to hear about me in order to make me intereresting. It's all I can do to keep from saying hey can I get the door for your while you're leading me out? Here, lettme help ya.
And now I'm gonna help myself to bed. I wish I had some people to talk with here tonight. I mean really here.
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