Tired as all fuck so can't say much tonight. Had surprise lunch with Papí at Sopraffina (OK, fine, I sort of invited myself, but he didn't stop me, and he sort of intimated he wanted me to go), which helped me get through the day, but I didn't accomplish shit. I'll have to work double-time tomorrow if I want to still take lunch on Friday with FREd and have some kind of weekend that doesn't involve my logging in from home (*not* a good habit to get into, even this time of year).
Conversation with Papí on the way back from lunch indicated he really was essentially icing FREd in the cafeteria yesterday. These men can be such babies.
Speaking of conversation, I didn't have that much to say to the man even after not seeing him for almost three weeks. Part of that is because I barely did a damn thing during that period, but still. I don't know why I find it hard to converse with people in person, even those I'm supposedly comfortable with (or maybe I'm not as comfortable as I claim to be with him, which is a distinct possibility). I'm pretty sure the passionate or infatuation period in that relationship (or whatever it should be called, I have issues with that word) is ova, which kind of makes me sad as I immediately project that out to what it will be like with FREd, which could be as soon as February. We did enjoy an elevator kiss, though, but only for one floor, which is like nothing since I kind of like to suck face. He did seem really satisfied, though, which functioned as a pick-me-up. I really need to somehow find my own man so I have more unrestricted access.
"Creative" IM status messages garnered a *lot* of attention, so I'm thrilled. Boss made me be active during one of the call-in meetings and FREd was on me instantly. He even joked that he was cyber-stalking me. He's definitely either really infatuated or really bored, or both (I think most things in Life are rarely truly just one thing or another).
T's belated Christmas gift was fabulous and approved of by both Papí and another fashionable coworker (and, more importantly, me). She did good, that's for sure. Can't wait to wear it for FREd on Friday.
The Dumbass continues to wear ties daily. I don't get it. Luckily, he hasn't sucked me in yet. It's like a record. That's one streak I don't mind continuing.
Nintendo announced the next Wii Zelda title is due out this year, which means we can expect something by November 2011, if we're lucky. *le sigh* DS 2 is also under development, supposedly with high-end graphics. Too bad they didn't think of that for Wii. I could so rant more about that issue, but can't now.
And now it's off to bed for what hopefully is ten hours of good sleep. I wish I could partner up with Sleep; that would be a long-term relationship I could definitely live with. I may have to settle for his brother (cousin?) Death instead.
Note: As I read over this, there is so much more I could expound upon, but I have to set some limits. I need better time management skillz like a motherfucker.
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