||[Nov. 17th, 2007|01:36 am]
|[||current state of overwhelming misery
Time for another check-in.
I still work at the theatre on the side, but now I work at Borders too. I start bookseller training on Monday at 6. Then a week or so after that, they move me into the cafe` where I get to serve yuppies beverages. Not bad, not bad. I'm excited.
I left school. Finding a second job to feed the family took precedence over my last semester. I'm trying to go back in January.
I realized the other day that I am, indeed, really really mad at Kyle. I wrote him a note on Myspace detailing this, and he read it, but didn't care. That's a shocker *rolls eyes*.
I made a new friend at Starbucks named Frank. He's 29 and really hot. I met him a few months back when I was still dating Chris. I told him I had a boyfriend that wouldn't like me going to Projekt Revolution with some other guy, so he gave me his phone number anyway. A couple of weeks ago he visited me at work cuz he was watching a movie with his friend. We talked for a few. I didn't give him my number. Then he showed up at Starbucks later that week when I was with Anna and we talked, I gave him my number, and have been hanging out with him as friends. He's hot, but he's really more like that older guy you turn to when you need someone to talk to. He's pretty awesome. Made it on to my good side. Still, I like him only as a friend.