today at my job an italian guy asked if i could take a picture with him.

“at this store we cahn tayke pikchurs with thee models rite?”

“yeah but they’ve all gone home now because we’re closed”

“oh ah so ah can i take ah pikchur wit yoo?”

“oh ahaha no i’m not a model you don’t want a picture with me.”

He kept insisting but i said no b/c im pretty sure he would have sold my face to a third rate diaper fetish site where my head would have been shooped onto some something or other.

twas nice for the ole self esteem though.  i was cheesing a little.  

yesterday at work when the degenerate overnighters came in, i was walking and made eye contact with one of them.  later im right next to him and some other guy and the first guy says “yo check out her face” and the other guy seriously maneuvers around me to try and look at me.  i walked away and heard the second guy teasing the first one “see thats why you aint got a girlfriend yo”

i was cheesing.  

oh and the manager im most dtf for has been hitting on me every time i run into him since friday.  

im cheesing yo

bark bark bark  bark im lonely and today I blew the circuit breaker so now i haveto do the laundry downstairs I was supposedto go out tonight but my friends are jerks and dont give a shit about anything concerning anyone other than themselvesim watching about schmidt and waiting for the laundry downstairs to finish because i broke the circuit in the apt so i have to use the ones downstairs and my mom is mad at me because ive been drinking and she thinks i blew the curcuits b/ci was drinking but this all happened long before i started drinking and i dont know im just blah

I’m okay.  Everyone’s dry but I’m okay.  I hate using facebook.  I need it for work and I need it to keep in contact with certain people, but I hate everything I read of there.  Everyone’s complaining about how much they suck and are indirectly BEGGING for pity from everyone else, or they’re all posting 923478 pictures of their friday night in which everyone is just sitting on a couch or blah blah blah blah blah.  I judge a lot. And I would much rather hate people than like them.  but I’m okay.  I really want classes to start again. im excited for this semester, as I am every semester