Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo (aubkabob) wrote,
Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo

Dear diary...

Last song to play on my mp3 player on my walk home from work today:

there was a time when i had nothing to explain
oh, this mess i have made
but then things got complicated
my innocence has all but faded
oh, this mess i have made

and i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made

all the untested virtue
the things i said i'd never do
least of all to you
i know he's kind and true
i know that he is good to you
he'll never care for you more than i do

but i don't believe in love
and i can't be changed
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess
i have made the same mistakes
over and over again

there are rooms in this house that i don't open anymore
dusty books of pictures on the floor
that she will never see
she'll never see that part of me
i want to be for her
what i could never be for you

but i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made

Good day at work, but oh how it's frustrating that time FLIES. It always feels like we've only been there about two hours and have all the time in the world to accomplish what we're working on, but it turns out that OMG it's daylight, and we only have three hours left. Though, I guess that's better than having time DRAG and for it to be a chore while I'm at work.

Favorite conversation for the day:

Me: I think someone's been drinking my soda.
Ted: ....
Me: Unless I'm just paranoid. *shifty eyes*
Ted: That's one of the things that happens to you when you start working graveyards for so long - paranoia sets in. Kirk told me that [insert name of bigwig visiting next week] is going to be here, but oh, don't worry about it, because you won't meet him anyway, as you're on overnights. I replied '... why... are you.... HIDING me? Do you not WANT me to meet him, and that's why you have me on midnight shifts? Really, I can start shaving again.'"

I also had a stressful part of my life finally fall into my past, as I remembered the word Segway. About a week ago, he and I were talking about how we needed to get one of those... thingies... to drive around on... but we couldn't for the life of us remember what they were called. I remembered as Roxana was limping around the store, and raced over to Ted and proudly proclaimed "SEGWAY!" at which point, he told me that he was going to scream that at me earlier, as they said it on the radio.


Maybe just to me.

I'm losing my mind.

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