Sipping the Tea

This is a long bit of writing about something I don't usually talk about, unless approached. I feel however, since this is my blog, I need to let a little bit out.



I was approached at work the other day by one of the other waitresses - a hilarious girl I'd love to converse with any day while rolling my silverware.

She was joking around with me while I punched in an order. "You must be a good Christian girl. Always doin' your stuff, bein' nice ...

I am slightly in love. Just slightly.

I mean, he has no idea, and I'm sort of bad at flirting, so ... I'm sure he'll be surprised once he discovers he's the object of my attention. We play CS (Counterstrike) together (he's one of my brother's very good friends) and met when I was in Augusta a few weeks ago.

It was one of those entirely unexpected things. I knew he was coming over with a lot of the other guys (I was the only female, as usual. ) but I didn't expect ...

Coming home has been the strangest thing. We're supposed to be moving out and Linda's moving in. Which is just fine. I like her very much.

I don't know when the house will get sold, but... something in me wants it to get sold, and soon. Something has been building lately - a desperate need to shed, to cast off the old skin.

I was packing and saw how many useless things I own. Everything I keep has a time and place, a memory, but some of these memories are choking ...

That's all:

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(I think the sniffing part is strangely hilarious but...the yodeling doesn't HURT the cat, does it?)

NOOOOOO



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