the other day at work a guy checked out my butt. i actually caught him craning his neck to see my ass. the weirdest part is that you really don’t have to try to check my butt, it pretty much engulfs your entire field of vision. hell, it almost enters a room before i do, even when i’m walking in face-front. i just found it interesting that someone would make an effort for a peek. weird.
work is pissing me off. i don’t give a shit about class. i think i’m catching a cold. i haven’t had enough proper sleep in over a week (which is at the root of all my crankiness, i think). i need to recharge, but that’s not looking like it’s going to happen this week. i’ve plans with karen tonight, will probably be working late thursday, friday and half of saturday, and then i’m going out with m&m(&d) for the first time in months.
it’s not that i’m not having fun seeing all these people and going away or out or even working hard, but i know myself well enough to have to find some serious quality alone time so i can settle back down again or things will only get more overwhelming and i’ve been feeling far too good lately to jeopardize that.