What a day.
YEah, long time no post. Been doing most of my writing in my notebook journal, mostly because the stuff I've been writing has been along the lines of stuff you'd find in 
eroticfantasies..... yeah.
But anyway, today was a bit different than the rest have been lately.
First off, I got my summer job. WOOHOO! The theater in the park was looking for several carps and they called us since we recently stole their MC to be our TD... basically asking what we were all doing for the summer because they needed people. I sent in my resume a few weeks ago, but kept putting off calling them because I'm lazy and hate professional phone calls like that. But today, the TD actually came over to chat with us (since both *M* and I expressed interest in working there). He basically said "here's what we're doing, I'm offering you both positions, let me know what you decide" and *M* and I both chimed in and said "I've thought about it and yes I'll take it."
Lovely, I'llhave to put up with get to spend the summer working with him. This could get...... fucked up. Or more so, anyway. But hey, I don't mind. I live for this kind of thing :P
Which brings me to the next interesting thing. After work when I was sitting on the couch taking off my work boots and getting ready to go home, I was chatting with *lisa* about having gotten the job and how I was "really not complaining" about working with *M* all summer. I thought at the time that *M* had already gone home or at least was int he office. Or, well, I guess I just wasn't using my fucking head. Anyway, *lisa* reminded me that I "can't have him", for that matter neither of us could "have him" because we both have boyfriends. (She doesn't want him, she was just clarifying her "you can't have him statement" with the parallel example that she couldn't have him either if she wanted him becayse of the same reason I can't - a boyfriend.) Anyway, I started to say that I see it more in terms of him not being able to have me, but righ tin the middle of that sentence, *M* waltzed right back into the shop. I happened to hear him come in so I turned and saw him and immediately shut up......... but then it hit me that he might have heard every single fucking word of our conversation. I have a loud fucking voice. Oh fuck. I told *lisa* we'd continue the convo later, if need be, gathered my stuff fast, and dashed for the door. Of course, I again forgot that we had to go out the side door because of rehearsal, so then I had to go *back* through the shop to the side door, and avoided meeting eyes with *M* on my way. Crap crap crap. If he heard that conversation there's no *way* he could *not* deduce that I have a thing for him.
Why's this a bad thing?? Didn't I want him to know? Well, I guess, but not FOR REAL! Yipe! This could cause all kinds of weirdnesz. Or... maybe he'd just brush it off, I dunno. I think I'd better keep my mouth shut for a bit. Just in case.
Anyway, as if that wasn't enough excitement for one day, I came home to find a topic reply notification in my email box pointing me to new pictures posted at the camp website from last summer........ and there were soooo many fucking hot picks of *frank* in there! Agh! I've not seen how long his hais by now so finding these was a huge treat.
Oh, and there was also the really interesting conversation with *lee* last night, which doesn't need retelling. Suffice it to say that it's a good thing we had that conversation online as there would have been *much* less "good behavior" if it were in person.
I'm going insane. I need to do something about my situation... I'm getting there, slowly... one of these days I swear I'll talk to *allen*. I keep not wanting to think about it, of course. There are too many other fun things to think about...... ;)
eroticfantasies..... yeah.But anyway, today was a bit different than the rest have been lately.
First off, I got my summer job. WOOHOO! The theater in the park was looking for several carps and they called us since we recently stole their MC to be our TD... basically asking what we were all doing for the summer because they needed people. I sent in my resume a few weeks ago, but kept putting off calling them because I'm lazy and hate professional phone calls like that. But today, the TD actually came over to chat with us (since both *M* and I expressed interest in working there). He basically said "here's what we're doing, I'm offering you both positions, let me know what you decide" and *M* and I both chimed in and said "I've thought about it and yes I'll take it."
Lovely, I'll
Which brings me to the next interesting thing. After work when I was sitting on the couch taking off my work boots and getting ready to go home, I was chatting with *lisa* about having gotten the job and how I was "really not complaining" about working with *M* all summer. I thought at the time that *M* had already gone home or at least was int he office. Or, well, I guess I just wasn't using my fucking head. Anyway, *lisa* reminded me that I "can't have him", for that matter neither of us could "have him" because we both have boyfriends. (She doesn't want him, she was just clarifying her "you can't have him statement" with the parallel example that she couldn't have him either if she wanted him becayse of the same reason I can't - a boyfriend.) Anyway, I started to say that I see it more in terms of him not being able to have me, but righ tin the middle of that sentence, *M* waltzed right back into the shop. I happened to hear him come in so I turned and saw him and immediately shut up......... but then it hit me that he might have heard every single fucking word of our conversation. I have a loud fucking voice. Oh fuck. I told *lisa* we'd continue the convo later, if need be, gathered my stuff fast, and dashed for the door. Of course, I again forgot that we had to go out the side door because of rehearsal, so then I had to go *back* through the shop to the side door, and avoided meeting eyes with *M* on my way. Crap crap crap. If he heard that conversation there's no *way* he could *not* deduce that I have a thing for him.
Why's this a bad thing?? Didn't I want him to know? Well, I guess, but not FOR REAL! Yipe! This could cause all kinds of weirdnesz. Or... maybe he'd just brush it off, I dunno. I think I'd better keep my mouth shut for a bit. Just in case.
Anyway, as if that wasn't enough excitement for one day, I came home to find a topic reply notification in my email box pointing me to new pictures posted at the camp website from last summer........ and there were soooo many fucking hot picks of *frank* in there! Agh! I've not seen how long his hais by now so finding these was a huge treat.
Oh, and there was also the really interesting conversation with *lee* last night, which doesn't need retelling. Suffice it to say that it's a good thing we had that conversation online as there would have been *much* less "good behavior" if it were in person.
I'm going insane. I need to do something about my situation... I'm getting there, slowly... one of these days I swear I'll talk to *allen*. I keep not wanting to think about it, of course. There are too many other fun things to think about...... ;)