2006-05-23 - 10:58 p.m.
Okay, that was two bitchy entries about my job in a row, I need some therapy. And by therapy, I mean alcohol.
A crazy girl flirted with me today, asked for my number and then kissed the paper I wrote the number on. I'm terrified of her.
Then again, she's probably just being friendly. Some people are just really friendly and people mistake it for flirting. That's not a mistake I'd want to make.
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