Nothing like the taste to sweet decline

I bought a ticket to a CMW show at the Phoenix on March 3rd. Pilate, Matt Mays and Mobile are playing, but really all I want to see is Stabilo. Yes.
I will be going alone because I'm too cool for school.

And today I was rebellious as all get out. I put money into an RRSP as well as setting up a bi weekly contribution to it. I guess I'm officially planning for the future. Go me?

I'm also a big sap.
"The crush" called in sick to work on Tuesday, so when I got home I called just to check in. No answer, so I left a message.
Later I fell asleep while still logged onto msn and heard a beeping sometime after midnight. It was her messaging me, then logging off when I didn't reply in 30 seconds (or whatever it was).
The sad part is me, when I realized what the beeping was, jumping out of bed while struggling to find my glasses in the dark in the hopes that it was in fact, her.
My heart races, and butterflies creep into my stomach, all over a goddamn IM. An IM from a girl who most likely has very little interest in me, other than for casual conversation in the workplace.
I also have no idea whether my email has been read or not, but what can ya do? It's kind of a moot point at the moment.

This whole entry sounds rather emo, but it's a rare occurence I assure you.

By the way, I found my passport. I'm an idiot.

she's got both hands wrapped 'round that bottle of wine

My life is so exciting.
Ok, maybe not, but how's this?

Thursday I'm sitting at the front desk killing time, when a couple of customers walk into the restaurant. They head off to be seated, when it hits me that one of the men looks rather familiar. Oh wait, that's right, it's Kurt Russell. He's a lot shorter than one would think. He also came back for dinner the next night as well. No Kate Hudson in sight though, unfortunately.

Anyways, this is going to be one long week. I am not looking forward to it one bit. Bye now.

I thought of you and my worst brings out the best in you

Another day another dollar.
Got my phone and up and running today. I feel so cool and hip.

Practical joke of the day
The victim: Me

I got into the office and glance in my little mailbox and see an envelope. Thinking it was my paycheck I reached in for it only to see that it wasn't, and written on the outside was "To Sean, from all of us". Having no clue what that was all about, I foolishly opened it. The contents: a condom.
I'll admit it. I laughed. Sure the teasing continues, but at least this time it was funny I suppose. Teri's idea was to open it, put the empty wrapper in an envelope with a smiley face on the outside and put it in my boss's mailbox.

Anyways, I'm bored, and tired, so I'm going to bed.

How long can you wait for it?
We don't have it
Never had it
And it ain't coming any time soon
But it's alright
It was all a daydream anyway
Now awakened
So I'm drowning once again
And I don't mind this

You smile
And you see right through me
I'm blinded and I've been fooled again
But it's alright
Never really had it anyway
And I'll stop pretending that we could
And that I don't mind this
Not one bit

Love & hate, get it wrong, she cut me right back down to size

Hello party people.
I've been feeling unusually stressed out lately, and I know exactly what to attribute it too, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
Work on Tuesday (Valentine's) was really fucking busy and drove me up the wall.
My latest infatuation had mentioned she like cinnamon hearts, so I bought some. She didn't believe that I did until they were in her hand. She said she owed me a hug. It never came. I also asked if I could take her out, while not exactly specifying it as a date (more on this later). She non-enthusiastically agreed, but said it wouldn't be able happen in the next couple of days, because as I later found out, she'd be out of town. Fair enough.
I got out of work around 9 and went with Teri (a receptionist) for a drink. I immediately ordered a whiskey sour and a Canadian, and carried on from there. Several other people from work showed up, including my crush, and the drinking continued. People kept coming and going, but I was there until closing and thankfully got a ride home.
It was then that I sent an email clarifying my intentions, that from what I remember is at the very least, slightly embarassing. She probably won't see it until she's back in town in a couple of days, but what's done is done, and I'll deal with the fallout when the time comes.

In other news, I finally joined the 21st century and bought a cellphone. It is charging as I type this. It's quite sad how excited am I about it despite my loathing of cellphones in general.
Also, it looks like Matt will be putting on an acoustic tour shortly and I for one cannot wait. Fucking awesome.

It's ok to be my disappointment, baby

So, long time no post.
I really have nothing of importance to update on, I'm just posting because I felt the need to.
The teasing at work continues, but I don't really care, because the girl is awesome. And though I'm sure she doesn't like me in that way, there's only one way to be sure. So I'll have to grow some balls and make a go of it I suppose. It's been a hell of a long time since I've done so, and with Valentine's just around the corner, it'll make things a little more awkward, maybe. I have a love/hate relationship with this holiday.
As for the girl, she was rather hug-y on Tuesday and we've been talking on msn a bit as well, though it probably means nothing, I just thought I'd share.

There's a mandatory staff meeting on Saturday, at 3pm, which means I'll have to stick around an extra couple hours when I could be home napping, but oh well. However, I happen to know that I'm on the list of possible employee of the month honors (though we've only had one other staff meeting in the 6 months I've been there). Go me!

I haven't done any writing lately, aside from piecing together little bits from the past couple of weeks. Lame. I need to start drinking on a regular basis again so I can get motivated.

I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

So my apparently obvious crush on my coworker has resulted in a steady stream of teasing from my superiors. Of course they've been trying to hook me up, so to speak, but for the most part I'm ignoring it. Their intentions are good, I guess, but really, if I thought I had a shot, I would have done something about it by now, but I don't. I don't need any sympathy either.

For what it's worth, Francois says we have to name our first born after him.

On Sunday, as I said to Meg, I cleaned my room from top to bottom, and still couldn't find what I was looking for. Normally I would just give up, but it's somewhat important. My only form of legit ID, yes, I lost my passport. Boy, do I suck or what?

Back to the grind..

Only she could break my so gently
Let me down without a single word
No care, no worry
And we'll go on ignoring the talking heads
So the angel on her back can comfort my head

And she says I should start talking
But all I can do is stare
And she says I better start talking
But talking won't get me anywhere but here..