Could somebody switch out the light?
Apr. 3rd, 2006 05:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dream_labyrinthI don't care if it's the sun, I want it off.
Well. I ended up not going to the doctor. Katrin had invited some people over for lunch at her new place and I got talked into going. She had made a really hot and spicy soup which helped my cold, though. But my eyes are still really sensitive to the light, which sucks.
When I came back from Katrin's it was really crazy up here for a while. People coming in to check out stuff like there's no tomorrow. (And let me just point out: The rooms in Katrin's new apartment can't be more than 2 metres high. I'm not tall, but I can effing touch the ceiling. How can you possibly live in a place where a tall person can't even walk through the door upright?)
And Maximilian came by and we chatted a bit and he now has my cell phone number and said we should really go out for a drink or something after work sometime. *bg*
Gosh, I'm horrible. Really. I mean, shouldn't I be - I don't know - sitting here waiting for Mr Right or go for some nice kid instead of a man who's quite a bit older? Well, as I can't even write about "some nice kid" without it making my toes curl in disgust, probably not. And I've done way enough waiting before I started working here and that just got me to the guy who didn't understand the meaning of the word NO.
At some point, I need to talk about M. Not Maximilian, another M. Lo and behold, I am getting almost discrete all of a sudden! That's because this M is American and that increases the chances of somebody knowing him. I met him when I was 17, but he's married now and has at least one kid. But he deserves his own entry, so that's gotta wait.
I think we got something like 6 bills today for the library. Gosh, we're spending money we don't even have yet!
Oh, and another thing: Current Location??? Do you think I am going to write "at work"?????
Well. I ended up not going to the doctor. Katrin had invited some people over for lunch at her new place and I got talked into going. She had made a really hot and spicy soup which helped my cold, though. But my eyes are still really sensitive to the light, which sucks.
When I came back from Katrin's it was really crazy up here for a while. People coming in to check out stuff like there's no tomorrow. (And let me just point out: The rooms in Katrin's new apartment can't be more than 2 metres high. I'm not tall, but I can effing touch the ceiling. How can you possibly live in a place where a tall person can't even walk through the door upright?)
And Maximilian came by and we chatted a bit and he now has my cell phone number and said we should really go out for a drink or something after work sometime. *bg*
Gosh, I'm horrible. Really. I mean, shouldn't I be - I don't know - sitting here waiting for Mr Right or go for some nice kid instead of a man who's quite a bit older? Well, as I can't even write about "some nice kid" without it making my toes curl in disgust, probably not. And I've done way enough waiting before I started working here and that just got me to the guy who didn't understand the meaning of the word NO.
At some point, I need to talk about M. Not Maximilian, another M. Lo and behold, I am getting almost discrete all of a sudden! That's because this M is American and that increases the chances of somebody knowing him. I met him when I was 17, but he's married now and has at least one kid. But he deserves his own entry, so that's gotta wait.
I think we got something like 6 bills today for the library. Gosh, we're spending money we don't even have yet!
Oh, and another thing: Current Location??? Do you think I am going to write "at work"?????
