I always feel like I have something to do but I don't.
hello, handsome!
My co-worker kind of looks like him (Matthew Gray Gubler, I mean). My last co-worker before him looked like that guy from Heroes, Milo Ventimiglia. Sooner or later, one of them is just going to have to look like Keanu Reeves and I will be set.
Yesterday night, someone was calling me. In fact, I think they called eight or ten times over the course of an hour: eventually, I answered, but it was on accident. The other seven or nine times that my cell phone was ringing, I just stared at it. OK, he wasn't one of the few people that I want to hear from. And OK, he's kind of crazy to call me so many times just to ask what I was up to. Still, I guess I'm a little more than agoraphobic and/or sociopathic lately.
"She just doesn't like people," one of my dearest friends told someone else recently, "it's kind of crazy but that's how she is. At least she's pretty." Thank goodness! That someone else didn't like me anyway, he just said that I had the best fake smile. Charming, I was charmed.
Yesterday in Banjo-Kazooie's Nuts & Bolts, I succeeded in opening up the door behind L.O.G. at his video game factory. It would have been more amazing if I hadn't figured out what was behind the door from reading Roxfoooord's twitter. I haven't gotten to the showdown yet but I did score six jiggies out of it. I think we're up to, like, 81! ♥