Nine Days

That would be the amount of days I now have togo before I head back to work. Normally I'd be excited and I guess a part of me still is. But now that I have a reason to enjoy going to work, taking a week off kind of sucks. Not even sure what I plan to do yet, although Mum wants me to come see them so I guess I'll be spending atleast a day in Shwa. But I definately made a wee bit of headway again today. Although as we all know it will get me nowhere, it's still nice to know I still have the touch :)

TB tells me today that he got my pleading e-mail yesterday but figured it was too late to do anything and deleted it. Of course, I felt like a right arsehole as I WAS really desperate to have someone help me and God only knows why I chose to send my request to him!. Anyway, I kind of fluffed it off and that seemed good enough for him. I also asked him today what he was going to do without me there to take him for smokes. I loved his answer: "Where do you live again?" :) Still, makes me wonder what will go on in my abscence. Do I make bets that he'll still come upstairs to harrass the folks? I mean, afterall, he did leave Roshini a love note today. Made me piss myself thinking of how her brain would twist that secret admirer shit into little knots! Unfortunately, our faces gave us away when we came back and she knew we were the guilty parties.

So I finished the stupid break file today. TB came and helped me with the drop down menus and I was pretty impressed on how easy it was. Just frickin' time consuming. But it also gave me an excuse not to have to do much else either. But a part of me still freaked out while keying these things in. What if something happened to the file? What if I fucked it up so bad that I couldn't fix it? And doesn't that just end up blurting out of my mouth?? God, I hate when I start getting paranoid. I end up sounding like one of those chicks who tries to be helpless in front of men. Sometimes I make myself want to throw up. :( But, there was a good side to this anyway. I managed to get a certain someone's cell phone number! :D And, even a promise that he'd answer it if he saw me calling (since he usually ignores phone numbers from work.) Only later did I wonder if he'd answer it if I called from home or my cell. Specially since he wouldn't recognize the number. Doesn't matter though, since I doubt I'll call. Although I did bring it home along with a few other work numbers in case I get bored and feel like harrassing a few people at work. Besides, I promised Mike that if I saw Borat I would call him so we could laugh about it.

I ended up in tears outside while smoking with TB and Aaron. I think the three of us are a bad combination. One of our HR guys told us at one point that we really should be happier at work. Ricght in the middle of our hysterics! Ah, I live for those minutes when it's smoke time. I love it when the phone rings and an eight letter name pops up.

I have to quit this though. It can't be healthy. And I'm supposed to be happy in my home. It would never work out, and one-sided crushes usually suck the big one. But, it's just that I love his laugh, his dress style (cept those hockey jerseys, ugh!), the way he looks at you when you talk, the way he fills those jeans.....SHIT! Why couldn't he be just a bit less attentive? A bit less attractive? Well, shit, that would just make it easy, wouldn't it? Anyway, maybe I'll get him out of my system somewhat over the next nine days. But I have to wonder, do I really want that?

Must finish Bad Boys Next Exit and find some sick shit, cos this damn chic lit does not help!

Jenn :)