leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- my sweet tooth is ruining my life I spent the weekend recovering from meningitis, or a cold, or something. And I met someone. But he's a muffin. (mature, good job, wears slacks, nice house, *yawn*.) So I just couldn't bring myself to be enthusiastic about it. Actually I could barely bring myself to be nice about it. He wasn't quite as muffiny when I met him. I was with friends and he was relaxed and making jokes and i thought "Why not?", but then i let him see me again and he couldn't seem to stop telling me how beautiful I am, and how beautiful my eyes are, and how adorable I am, and how i intrigue him. And he was being so nice, i thought i was going to be sick. So in response I was difficult and snappy and he told me again I was adorable. *ack* So I made excuses and left early. And when I got to my apartment, I met my handsome new neighbors who were standing outside smoking. They just took the two-story on the corner. They're friends. Doughnuts. Both of them. With sprinkles. And tattoos. Heaven help me. 10:50 a.m. - June 02, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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