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daisy, daisy, give me your answer do - 2000-05-13
So, it's been going well... Well, kind of well... I was almost an hour late opening the store this morning, which did not really sit well with me. It seemed to sit better with my boss, than it did me, surprisingly... I don't really know how it happened. Actually, I do: I'm exhausted, and last night was another late night. But the thing is, there is a mystery. My computer stays on 24-7, and at night, usually serenades me with MP3s. I know I heard some MP3s in the morning, but when I came home today, my computer was off... I don't really see how this could have all happened... Oh, well, it's not as if I found a black monolith in my backyard... Yes, I watched 2001 again, and it was quite a viewing experience, as always... I got together with Natalie last night for the first time in forever, and that's what we watched. It felt somewhat like old times; the pleasantly strange film, the couch, the talking afterwards usually about dreams, and relationships... Plus, I pee a lot when I'm there. A lot. Like Mike, with her, it was basically just kind of diving back into things (minus negative feelings). Although, I did feel a tad self-concious doing certain things in front of her, like belching and farting. I'm not entirely sure I did that in front of her in the first place... I don't know, Kim has certainly spoiled me. Another thing that was different, is that I sat on the LEFT side of the couch. I always used to sit on the right. Almost always. So, as we watched 2001, there was that lovely lighting storm going on outside. Quite pretty, and complimentary to the film. The sky seemed constantly lit up, flickering like a neon light on the verge of burnout, leaving the night mostly shades of white. Nice. I usually get agitated in thunder, but I somehow remained calm. Kubrick can do that to me. Natalie, too... --- Dave is the coolest guy I know. I love working with Dave. He is smarter, sexier and more personable than I am. Dave reminds me of a young Ted Danson. His wit reminds me of Ben Affleck's. His humour rivals Denis Leary's. His bartender shirt makes him look incredibly buff. I hope to one day build an addition onto the Kwik Mart, where Dave and I can live together in harmony... It doesn't matter, just as long as he is my friend forever. I really missed him this week. I was a fool not to complain that he was gone. I should have paid him to stay, so we could hang out and play UNO. Sure. Yeah. Dave is simply my hero. Ha ha. "I'm sorry Dave, I'm afraid I can't do that."
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