bethb's Diaryland Diary

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a waste of spinach

i heard back from the cute bar tender. I will admit to googling him and finding evidence that seemed he was a scientist which made him even cuter- my fingers were crossed for organic chem. to help fuel my fire towards becoming an art conservationist.
but nope.
i'm not quite sure what he does, but it doesn't appear i'll ever find out.
meh. that's ok.
if i don't have time to eat dinner when i get home, i don't know how i'd ever have time to talk to another human being.
true story-
i stayed at work last night until 8 pm finishing the turtle (all i have to do is paint his pupils on and the gel coat and three layers of varnish, then UMD, kertle is all yours.
it was nice to leisurely paint and drink beer from a can. it felt like college all over again.
i stopped off at 7-11 on the way home to get paper and a coffee and drove home. fed and played with sadie, threw a lean cuisine in the microwave and fell asleep. the dinner still in the microwave.
i did wake up around 2:45 this morning and thought "OH! my dinner" but i said f it and fell back asleep.
this morning i threw it away.
i was looking forward to the spinach, too...

9:42 a.m. - 2006-03-07

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