mainsqueeze's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Car Ride I loathe going grocery shopping. I hate thinking that everything I buy will be paid for with money earned at a job that I hate. I was looking at a package of processed cheese earlier tonight, thinking, "Gee, that cheese costs approximately twenty minutes' wages. If I buy that, I will have traded twenty minutes of my life for it." I ended up spending about 6 hours worth of money tonight. How depressing, to think of groceries that way. How silly. I was almost disappointed that Carolyn didn't call today. Carolyn is a woman who is trying to convince me to buy groceries through mail-order. She is a forty something, married, hair-dresser, and I have a crush on her. She came into my restaurant a week ago to meet some friends, and we struck up a conversation. I wrote my phone number on a business card so she could call and tell me all about the company she works for. I think I want to seduce her. She is very cute. I am almost positive that she has no interest in women, which just may be why I like her. 12:59 a.m. - 2002-06-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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