I Started It At Work

Don't you just hate it when those creative juices starting flowing and there is absolutely fuck-all you can do about it? That was me. Today. At work. Early this morning I just wanted to write. For days. With lots and lots of words. But I couldn't. Why? A) I was at work. B) I had work to do since I was at work. C) I'm not really sure I want anyone I know to see this blog. It's kind of personal donchya know?

So what did I write instead? Very little....and here it is: "I love his jeans...I love his ass in those jeans. And that laugh...good lord." Short, but sweet I think. I guess I was aiming for a little remebrance by the time I got home of what exactly his ass looked like in them thar jeans! God, what a sight. (So much for a receding crush, huh?) The pockets on his butt were all worn away at the edges and a very large piece of me wanted to run my fingers along just to see how soft it really was :) Alas, I wasn't that brave.....today anyway.

So what else happened today? I'll be off all week next week. Had to take those 5 days instead of carrying them over. So let's see what gets fucked up in my absence. Have to remember to ask TB if he'll miss me while I'm away :S Wanna bet he will, if not for a few ciggies and a ton of giggles. Today he had a much dreaded meeting with the queen of Canadian. When he was done he called me to tell me it really wasn't painful, and I just told him he was sucking up so he could put down what he did on his performance appraisal. He laughed and said yeah, that was true. So I pulled an ultimate girlie move and said: "So THAT's why you've agreed to help me at the drop of a hat. I get it. PMP time!" Would you believe the charming little bastard said that it wasn't the case and he would love to help me whenever??? Fuck, he makes the receding crush come back with a vengeance. Die Hard, eat your heart out! A little later we got talking about Christmas parties and how neither of us are going to either one, but people keep bugging us to go. We talked about his band and he said they may actually be playing sometime soon. Of course, I gushed and said I'd love to see them which is definately not a lie. However, like I said to him, I have no one in the world to go with. Nobody likes Death Metal. But, just maybe, I could convince Vikki to go just cos she might. Anyway, he said he'd definately let me know what's going on. And, as if I haven't said enough about TB today, I ended up getting his e-mail addy from home :) He sent me this really silly picture of a watermelon and some other fruit that was carved to look like a lady's face! (Do I ever feel like I'm freaking 16 again what with the "he said, she said" routine and the fucking crush.)

So, what else is new? Fuck all, actually. I was going to watch Cars but I guess I'll wait for Richard. I need to find a new book, as that Moose In Your Pocket was crap and is totally done now. Will it be more chic lit, or do I want some lovely gore??? From one extreme to the other, eh?

Anywho, I'm done for now. If I think of anything I'm sure I'll just drop another bloggie.
Jenn :)