Ok beware im posting an update!! Yay!
Yesterday it was a hard day at work, all these stuff need to be done… And im not quite sure if I did ok replacing that guy from work.
To be honest…I really want to have done ok. It is important to me to hear that I did well. It’s nice in general hearing sweet words.
Well pretty much, I did everything I could. Im sure tho that when the guy is back, he will be cursing me for ever and ever for a few couple weeks…But I still believe that under the circumstances I did ok.
While I was getting done with work yesterday, a friend of S. came by at the office with his little daughter, such a beautiful kid, but it looked shy as it was clingd on her father. He and my boss were watching a movie he made. A nice movie im sure, I read the script once while ago.
S. put some cartoon from the service on, so the little girl stopped minding us and started watching “Angelina Ballerina”, quite a nice preschool cartoon. I used to watch it with my niece and Mary had it on DVD… and since I made the metadata for it while I was listening to the mousse speaking, I knew what was going to happen next, strange, since im not famous for my great memory, anyways.
After S watched the movie and made comments on it, which were nice to listen, since he likes movies and takes “the players” face when he makes them. You know what “the players” face is?
For example, when I play a video game, I have the gamers face, just a weird focused expression. Or you might have noticed it at guitar’s players. They do have impressing expressions when they play.
So yeah, after he made the comments and disgusted a few with his friends, we all left. It was 8 o’clock already!
Mister V. was kind enough to offer us a ride home. I sat on the back seat with the little girl and by that time I got shyer than her. She immediately though rushed to show me her mirror, her Barbie watch and a few DVDs that were resting at the back of the seat. I asked her if she likes the winged hordes of Barbie and she looked at me with surprise. She asked in a very cute voice, how do I know Barbie, since im an old lady.
Hahaha, I hear that a lot lately!
Well the little girl was a lovely lady, she sang for me and she told me a little bit of everything for her interesting life.
I enjoy talking to kids for the reason, they are excited about life, they don’t have this disappointed “oh well” face. She as well made sure im wearing her Barbie watch until we got home, then she apologized for having to take it back, because that is her favorite watch.
When I got home I was feeling exhausted. My mom was as always surfing the net, playing silly games, my brother was as well at the computer, watching movies and chatting probably. I felt like eating something and fortunately mom has cooked peas, so I gave it a go and then I just wanted to fall asleep, which and I did after I stayed a few hours watching TV series half asleep.
I woke up a few minutes before the alarm would start to ring manically in the tone of Timewave Zero. I always mean to change that tune and put something else, but im afraid I will fail to listen to it of I change it. My brain has a record of that specific song for the last months. I don’t even notice it when it rings, and now days im up earlier that my alarm.
I wanted to shower because I was feeling really filthy so I threw my pyjamas on the floor and jumped in the shower, I was rubbing my head with the shampoo when the water stopped! “Good God” was the first thing that came to my mind. I thought that probably they are using water downstairs or something, so I ran furious wearing my blue bath robe, to kick someone’s head, but they were all asleep so I figured that it will be back shortly, well I was more hoping than figuring!
I wanted to kill time, so I decided to cook some corn. (As of lately im awfully obsessed with corn), so I stood in my mom’s kitchen wearing my blue robe, light blue with funky orange around the neck and on the sleeves with a few flowers here and here. This robe was a gift from my sis, two years ago I think, it is a big robe, she wasn’t sure what would fit me, so she bought a large one, because it is better to have a large robe than a tiny one! It is a bath robe after all, none sees me in it much.
Anyway, I just stood there trying to find a cooking pot and a big spoon to cook the corn. Wasn’t hard, my mom’s kitchen is tidied up, most of the time. So I placed the pot on the kitchen and turn the switch which clicked. I looked at it annoying, I still haven’t discovered why that specific click gets so much on my nerves. I also thought that if anyone walked in at that specific moment they would think im crazy!
I would think that for a person that is up at 7.00 o’clock wearing a blue bath robe, half wet with soap running down their hair and most of all cooking corn.
I was annoying the corn that was hissing at me with my huge spoon, after 5 seconds it hissed louder, letting me know that it’s ready. I pulled the pot and threw the corn in a plastic bowl and put it in plastic bag.
I checked the water and it was back on. So I rushed to the shower and finished washing myself off. I had the suspicion I was going to be late, but I was at work at a pretty much ok time.
In the train I was reading my new book “The Wind-Up bird”, being completely focused, and when I raised my eyes to see in which station I was, I noticed a woman that was looking at my shoulder. First I thought she was looking at my breasts, because they were feeling sore, so I wore a simple loose bra today. But as I noticed better she was definitely looking at my shoulder. After a few minutes she smiled at me, and behind her pretty lips was a great row of white teeth and behind that row there was another row, and behind that row was another row as well, the last two rows where sharp and they looked huge as her smile turned into a huge hole on her face.
I felt better, she wasn’t just some woman that was looking at me, or maybe looking my shoulder because there was a bug on it or something like that. It was just another monster, a pretty illusion, and as my doctor calls it… projection of my loneliness.
I sighed with relief and got back to my book.
The weather was great!
But now I have to go and shove my head to work..!!
It’s going to be a hard day!
Hoosh hoosh!!
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