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2002-02-26 - 11:43 a.m.|I don't know what boys like. Last night E.L. and I went to our old elementary school and swung on the swings for like an hour. I didn't realize that swinging was exercise! Then later at the house he had convinced me to watch Fiddler on the Roof and I had the recliner on the couch goin on with my feet up. Well, I had to get up to let him out with the key so he could smoke and when I put the foot rest down I said "I had to use my swinging muscles to do that." Well, there are about three different ways that "swinging muscles" is funny and while we were laughing, I lost my balance and fell right over for no good reason. So if you want to work on your thighs, evidently you need to get thee to a playground. I talked to another new friend last night on the phone and I think I talked too much. I also asked him if he wanted to hang out Saturday night. I think I'm too forward and I pressure myself to be funny and entertaining. Boys don't like me. I scare them. :( I had a job interview in Fernandina Beach yesterday at a coffee shop. I don't know if I'm gonna get the job. In Athens, whenever I got an interview I got the job. Hell, whenever I applied I just about got the job. Here its a whole new sport. I don't know if I want to work there anyway, but it's in a cool part of town. The managers are a husband and wife who kept interrupting each other. It was like being interviewed by a two-headed person. "Let's kill her, then have biscotti and coffee!" I'm gonna get a job, network and find the best place to live, THEN move over there. And in a year, I'll be eligible for FL tuition. So there. I have a plan. And now I'm making God laugh, with no pressure at all.
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