Wednesday, Aug. 14, 2002

Spell check would be AWESOME!

Spell check would be AWESOME!

Ok, well I just thought I would tell everyone about my day, and this isn't one of those "who in the hell cares about YOUR day" thing. I know most of the people reading my diary want insighful entries on my part. Hah I don't know what I am talking about.

Well I usually get out of work at 10 p.m. Well tonight the damn "district manager", or whatever you call him, stayed and watched everyone close their areas.

Let's just say he is just like your mother. You know how your mother is. How when she tells you to clean the house or something and she watches you do it and then tells you that you "forgot to dust" or you "forgot to clean under your bed." Well that fit him right to a tee. He srutinzed every little thing I did (and didn't do). He made sure I knew the things that I did not do also. By telling me "clean the bun warmer", "put more buckets out", "we need pie boxes." All the while I heard "blah blah do this blah blah do that". Stupid asshole.

Ok when I get older I will NOT be proud of myself if I was a "district manager" to a Bill Miller BBQ alright? I mean a bunch of high school kids work there, I am like the oldest person working there (practically). So the managers are like teachers in a sense, bossing little kids around. Go to college for fuck's sake. Get a degree, and a real job, and leave me the hell alone.

I feel like I should go on about me on this entry. I am sure you all know plenty about my job but what about me?

I really do hate being single. I just want someone whom I can cuddle with. Someone who I can call and tell all my problems to. Tell them "I love you".

Damn just to have sex would be nice. You know how much it sucks being a virgin at my age? People tell me I should be "proud of myself". Whatever you try going without for 20 years. I mean I know you can't miss something when you never had it in the first place, but still it would be nice to have that bond with someone. Just the knowledge that they might have thought you were pretty, nice, or they loved you enough to do it in the first place. My mom is in love with the fact that I'm a virgin. But I have to continually tell her that if I wasn't as big as I was I probably wouldn't be one. That is due to the fact that I would have had more offers and would have probably taken someone up on one ot them.

Then we come to the fact of what gender I would choose to do "the deed" with in the first place. I am still suffering with the decision if I am gay or bisexual or not. My emotions are running wild right now. I mean it seems logical for me to be gay or bisexual. I still find guys hot but every times I get a chance to do something with a guy (and, yes I have had a couple of them) I don't do it. At the time they happened I told myself "maybe I wasn't ready, maybe my body isn't ready." But then I think about it and maybe it is because I just don't want it to be with that person. Or with guys in general. I don't know, as I said it's all a little cloudy.

Anyways, damn this is a long entry. See what happens when I don't only talk about work? Sheesh.

And just an irratic thought, I think that Andrew needs spell check on diaryland. Wouldn't that be cool if you could spell check your entries? Just a thought.

Oh yeah and look at the perrrrrrty banner I made for my CLIX thingy.

Pretty cool isn't it? Damn I'm a genius.