Are you going to the bar too much when your bartender comments on your steampunk jewelry (nope), knows what drink to grab you when you come in (probably...) or when you both are calling each other lovey? (um...)
I have reminders of this weekend that don't want to go away. Physical and mental. It's my fault and I can't really explain how I feel about it. I randomly cry because things are really not going the way I envisioned them a couple of months ago, heck a couple of weeks ago, and well, it sucks. I'm trying to stay positive for once, but I'm tired, sore and bruised. I miss my best friend and love.
I started my new assignment today which was with another temp and ended up being awkward, we got along, the work just wasn't clicking so I didn't go away feeling accomplished. I had my second interview which I believe went well, I was told I was definetly qualified and that they would let me know. He did have me fill out a background check, so here is to hoping!
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