I hate that overwhelmed feeling I sometimes get while working. The last two days I almost started crying at work. Thank goddess for Shawn. He got me through it quite nicely. But did I tell Josh about Shawn? Sorta kinda. I told him I made a fwiend at work, and he asked for details I changed the subject. Is that wrong? I'm thinking it's not. But I'm also wondering why I don't want him to know. Interesting. To be continued...

ATTENTION EVERYONE! I have an IMPORTANT announcement to make.

Happy Birthday to me! That is all

Everything Is NOT What It Seems

I don't know how many of you don't know, yet, but I got a job. I will start on Black Friday. Yes, this is crazy, but it's when they need me. Whenever I go on Monday, that is when training will begin. Where? Oh right. At Macy's. Yes, I will working for the big red star. I am in recovery. Well, until the 6th. On the 6th, I will become a Men's Department Associate. At least that's how I understood it. Now, I may have heard it wrong. It may just be Friday and Saturday that I'm working recovery. Either way, it's a paycheck. But I have a month to prove myself so that I can stay on and become a regular employee. It shouldn't be too too hard because they all liked me a lot it seemed. I had ALL the right answers the other day. For once, I was cool and confident instead of cockyish. I had to sell myself, and I finally figured out how. At any rate, I have something more for my resume. Oh. Hours. 6-close, which will be 6-midnight soon enough. I am working a day shift Friday and Saturday, however. THAT could be interesting.

Surprise, Surprise

Got a job today. That is all. Details tomorrow. Headache right now.

Well, Isn't THIS Interesting?

What is it about him calling me "suze" that instantly melts me? Anytime he says it I'm just left in a puddle going, "whatever you want, dear." And I'm pretty sure he knows this because he does it quite often. We were fake fighting about snuggies the other day and he says something that ended with "suze" and I was like "ok, you win". It's that simple. But it's only him. Anybody else calls me that and they get "the look". Lol. Nobody had called me that in years until he did. They all knew better. It's the same with "Susie", which, thankfully he hasn't done yet. Not sure how I'll react. Oh, who am I kidding? I'll probably melt then, too. I ain't wrapped around his pinky or anything...

525,600 Minutes

Reason# 375825 Why Josh Rocks:

Josh: Whatcha doing?
Me: Enjoying a pain free minute.
Josh: Good good
Me: nvm. That just ended
Josh: Poopy
Me: -whimpers- make it stop!
Aleve hasn't kicked in yet.
Josh: Wish I could :/
Me: I can't even sleep
I am not amused
Josh: I'm sorry suze
Me: Who would have thought that the console from a 2008 dodge avenger could be so dangerous?
Josh: Be careful
Me: Yeah ish too late for that advice

Dancing in the Moonlight

"I could really grow to like you. It's a shame you're way over there, since I sure as hell am not moving anywhere, and you're in the situation you're in". -swoon- That is all.

We're Just a Couple of Misfits

Enamored. Twitterpated. Lovestruck. Infatuated. Smitten. No matter how you spin it, I am becoming more and more head over heels everyday. The more we talk to more I want to talk. My head spins after every phonecall. I smile during every texting session. I grin like a schoolgirl at the thought of him. And I'd like to keep him forever because it's not often you find somebody willing to do anything for you. Somebody who calls you "doll". Somebody who wants to rescue you just as much as you want rescuing. He can't give me the world. And I wouldn't want him to. I want to be his world. And have him be mine and just be happy being "poor". This is what "ever after" is made of. I haven't ever felt like this before. And it is ah-maazing!

The Man in the Moon

Texting. It all began with texting. And it quickly moved into emails and picture sharing. And now it's moved into phonecalls and panic attacks. I wasn't expecting phonecalls. Not yet. He took it there. On his way to work yesterday. -sigh- WITHOUT prompting. Don't mind me if I dance all night.

Joshy Woshy Has No Hair

Staying up until 3:30 am and talking all day is not something you do with "just" friends. Just sayin'. And I am really happy.

Woke up this morning thinking it was Monday. Was shocked to find out that, no, it is Tuesday. Oops!