Oh yes, funny story from friday night... I was helping clean the auditorium up and while I'm sweeping, I find a big piece of tape that says "I Heart Cock" and so my supervisor, Teri put the tape over her chest and then went to see of the other projectionist would notice that it was on her chest.
I didn't get to see if he did because I went up get some supplies from the back room.
But yes, that was the funny story for the moment. Oiya oiya.
I'm actually pretty glad with my situation right now. Usually with breakups, I'm into another relationship faster then you can say Machina Cock. But I've gone 3 months without clinging.. that's a good thing, I have hope for myself. Now is the time where I do not rule out the possibility of a relationship.. but I am not looking for one by any means. It's sort of like Que Sera Sera.. what will be will be. I'm enjoying flirting and the whatnot... it's actually kinda fun. Boss seems to think I need a booty call though, but I'm just not like in the mood for meaningless sex. I've always been that way, when I find myself sexually with someone, it has to be with someone I care about deeply.. call me old fashioned. (gasp), call me romantic.. but that's just how I am.
Ah I could intellectualize the whole love thing for days upon days, but I won't.