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Tuesday, September 12, 2006
V-O-L-S! VOLS, VOLS, VOLS!!!

Friday, September 08, 2006
All Smiles
I got asked out today. And not by some creepy old man at the pharmacy. Or some underage thug of a white kid. Or some college frat/footbal guy who only wants a piece of ass. My roomie's boyfriend and his two friends helped her bring her furniture to the new apartment back in July. LoL they were freaking hilarious. Actually, they got us freaking written up on Moving Day for "cursing out" the lease manager lady (who was running late). Come to find out, they didn't really "curse her out." But my roomie was mortified because we got one of our only possible three write ups on Moving Day. Anyways, the guys helped us evaluate the apartment and such. One of the guys I just thought was extremely handsome. Very very sarcastic. Loud. Hilarious. And as he and his buddy were joking around and being evil, Cutie decided he would lay down in the middle of the living room floor. Keep in mind, I had said only a few words to guy before this. So as he layed there, chit chatting...I walk over to him and say, "You don't know how badly I wanted to come over and kick you. Hehe. Sorry. I just had to let you know." He laughed, and I just smirked. We joked and flirted the rest of Moving Day. That was about it. But I think he's very attractive. Anyways today, he asked if we could go out sometime. Nothing big. But it just makes me smile. We may end up going to do something...we may not. But he has made my day today. :oD Thanks Brandon!
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Irony
A week or so back...I had a rather horrible day at work. Down right wretched. I got off work and desperately needed to talk to someone. Anybody. So as I sadly drove down a dark Highway 153, I started dialing the first number that came to mind. Before hitting send, I hesitated. I didn't want to bother anybody with my problems. Waste anybody's time listening to my monotonous, boring problems. I hung up. The further I drove, the worse I felt. So I dialed other people. My friends? I left 2 voicemails. I had a brief chat with one of my gal pals. Did I mention it was brief? She was preoccupied with herself and boys. So I got the brush off. I called one of my good guy friends and was so relieved when he actually answered. 2 seconds into the convers, he goes, "Uh...Jess...can I call you back in like, uh, 15 minutes? Brooke's on the other line." Uh. Pussy whipped. Then I called another gal pal. Exact situation. She was eating dinner with a guy. Call me back in 20. Did I hear back from either of them the rest of the night? Nooope. So. Feeling even WORSE than I did before (on the verge of tears)...I dialed the very first number I wanted to earlier. No answer. As I prepared to leave a voicemail, EUREKA! He called me back immediately. I was so excited. We talked for a good while. Joked around. Laughed. I vented a little about work. It felt good to talk. Especially to him. And I felt sooo ridiculous...because after we got off the phone (I had a problem arrise that I HAD to take care of)...I freaking teared up. Gah. I do miss him. And that's the worse feeling: Here you are alone in your apartment. Smiling. Happy about the conversation. Thankful to be in a better mood. And you're blinking back tears anyways! Not wanting to cry. Refusing to cry. But those damn tears just blink, blink, blink. You're left with the watery, blinking, staring at the ceiling eyes. LoL. And you're left feeling silly there by yourself.
Friday, September 01, 2006
Boys, Boys...
What's the quickest way to get your number deleted from my phone? The infamous random hookup text. The past week has depleted the contact list in my cell. I've received the "How about some birthday booty?" text earlier in the week. Which was no suprise from that particular fellow. But last night/wee early hours of the morning, I got a text from a guy I thought wasn't like that. Well, wasn't like that anymore? *shrugs* Go figure. Anyways, this was the infamous "We should hook up just for the hell of it," text. Uhhh whyyy? You know, I shouldn't be suprised. Both guys are ex-football players. Different colleges. But apparently, same track minds. Big effing boo. :o( Yes, I enjoy flirting. And joking around. And having fun. But damn...I'm not looking for some casual fling! Back off my Kool-Aid, horn dogs!