Monday, September 25, 2006

...well, why not?

just coming off a dayful of training at New Job, in New City, and undwinding with a little free internet at the only place in town where i know i can get it (that is, good ol' Panera, which i have been describing to everyone i know -- half of whom visit here and will have heard this already -- as the Starbucks of bread).

the sole reason i am making this post is because it gives me reason to sit at this table and ogle the women and young ladies walking in and out of this fine establishment. right now i am eye-flirting with a well dressed blonde in her late thirties/early forties who does not have a wedding ring. i warn you, readers, so that you aren't expecting any substance here.

so, what shall i talk about, as i try to let this woman know, via eye communication, that i am thinking about her naked?

perhaps the first day of training at Corporate Resturaunt Job? i knew it would start at some point, but i hadn't expected it so soon; they managed to fit a backstabbing lesson in just between a training video and a food tasting. ah, jolly good fun. not even a day on the job and already i've discovered someone i am going to refuse to speak to. yes, if there was any doubt, screwing people is par for the course even at this low level of employment at a corporate company.

this lady, for the record, is in rather good shape for her age....i think she is just as much sneaking a peek at me as i am at her...at least, that is what i'm hoping...we are both half-arcing a stare around the bulging tummy of a chubby girl who has no idea she is caught in our crossfire...

maybe i should talk about what New City is like? the truth is i don't really know, as i am living about 20 minutes outside of it, and have thus far only driven down New City's main drag once, and aimlessly at that. the longer my training at New Job takes me, the more i have to stretch my gas money, which means there will be no further drives through New City in the forseeable future. one day i will have a little money, a little time, and enough gas in my tank to find out, but it won't be soon.

...and with that, she is gone, out of my life. i fantasize that she walks back in and gives me her business card, or slaps a tattered Panera's napkin in front of me with her name and number scratched in womanish handwriting upon it...somehow the latter seems sexier, and a little more frightening. yes in my fantasy she is dangerous, and that's just what she does...

i could talk about what it is like living with my grandparents, but what you are imagining at the moment is pretty much what it is like. early to bed, early to rise, etc. i could talk about the adventures i've had finding an apartment with my sisters here, if there were anything at all adventurous about it, but then, that has been mostly what you'd expect as well (and if one of the descriptors that your thinking of about that process happens to be "pain in the ass" then you happen to be right on). i could whine about not having any money, but i've been doing that to everyone since the first day i've gotten here, and frankly i'm a little tired of it. i could complain that my phone has been shut off, and i am only able to receive calls until i pay my bill, or that my car needs a-fixin, or my things in Buffalo need a-retrievin, or that i'm homesick for my friends...

...but it would all just be filler; what i'm really thinking about is how i haven't hung out with any girls in New City that i'm not related to. i've been staring at this woman, waiting to see if she'll come over to talk to me, because, although i know it is against the Rules, yes, i am egotistical enough to believe that through sheer force of eye-contact i should be able to make a woman take the initiative to come to me. However, we've seen how well that works, and we do regret our decision to poke away at this keyboard instead of being a man and approaching her....


...and now we've missed dinner at grampa's.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

i was almost going to update today...

....but i decided against it.


i moved.
so i've been busy.
too busy to make an update.
but soon, don't worry; soon...sssshhhh....'s okay....sssshhhh...


-p