I can understand that I'm not meant to be with anyone here in Tucson, since I'm moving, but I didn't think that I'd be alone for the last month of my time here.

I've been watching these movies all day where the ending is the exact same: the guy gets the girl/the girl gets the guy. I'm not doing it on purpose, but its making me feel even more alone than I actually am.

Maybe that's why I move so much. I can start fresh in a new place. But then again, I don't have what some of my friends have: friends that they've known since they were young. Friends they've had most of their lives and know everything about each other. They can read one another's minds without even having to be in the same room. I wish I had that, but I know at this point I can't. I can only start out fresh.

Its 8pm on a Saturday and I'm sitting in my apartment alone with no one to even call or text and absolutely no hope of having company. Whatever.

Its so hot outside. That's one of the few things I'm not looking forward to about moving. When I leave, the temperatures during the day will be between 110 and 115. Not fun when moving heavy furnature down three flights of stairs. At least I don't have a whole lot of heavy stuff to move.

Hmm. I have a lot of stuff on my mind right now; I'm having trouble sorting it out.

Oh! Haha, funny story. Yesterday Liz {one of the owners of the restaurant I work at} was in the office using a stapler. At one point she started cussing at the stapler. She then proceeded to come out of the office and say, "I'm about to kill someone because of a fucking stapler!"

What happened was that she was having trouble with both of the staplers we have in the office. The small one {its a regular size} for just stapling anything. And the big one for stapling thicker stacks of paper {10- 50 sheets of paper}. She was in a rush to leave so she didn't have time to fix the staplers. As she was leaving, she said that she wanted both staplers fixed before the next time she came by.

So last night after my shift, I stayed for a bit {I have no life and I didn't want to go home right away} and decided to work on fixing the staplers. It took me about 45 minutes to fix the small stapler. There were two tiny pieces of staples stuck in the sides, preventing the stapler from working properly. After I fixed the small one, I moved on to the big one. This is where its funny.

The problem with the big stapler ... it was out of staples.

I wish I could relate, but having never been with anyone before it's a bit hard. :/
» randomjunk on 2007-06-17 01:12:50

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