i'm willing bleed for days.
06.04.06

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- two in the afternoon, i am sitting up in bed and she is asleep beside me. breathing deep and in perfect rhythm. the skin of her legs is warm against my pajama pants and her shirt is all bunched up around her torso. she is on her stomach and he hair is all a mess and she is hugging the pillow against her face. everytime she moves, i have to stop what i'm doing... wrap my arms around her and kiss her. i just can't help it. i am in love with her.

two days ago i moved from my apartment down the street, to hers up the street. it's a new experience for the both of us. neither of us have ever "moved in" with someone before. but there it is. my clothes hang next to hers in the closet, our movies are organised together and she is already stealing the socks from my drawers. we share tubes of toothpaste and she squeezes from the middle even though i squeeze from the bottom. pictures of my gramma are next to pictures of her mom. i've never felt so satisfied and complete in my life.

yet. on the flip-side, my work situation has gone to shit as of yesterday. in short, someone we know at work felt it was necessary to show murray our myspace profiles. and when she asked me if i was dating a staff member, i said no, then she asked me if i knew about myspace.com.. and i still denied it even though she knew i wasn't being truthful. so she saw fit to suspend me from work for i don't know how long. and i just.. don't know what to do. i don't know if i should call her and step down from being a supervisor or just wait her out and see what her decision is. i don't know. there is no right thing to do or say when it comes to murray. she puts on the friend mask and tries to make you think you can tell her anything, but really... all you can do with her is tell her the closest thing you can to what she wants to hear. denise murray is a terrifying, impossible person. but. i love my job.

well, kristi is awake now so i should wrap this up. i'm making her go to target and we're going to the grocery store cause she wants me to make pasta for dinner. and then we have to finish moving my things. i hope i can go back to work soon. i've never wanted to be there than now that i'm not allowed to be. but in the long run, i'm happier than i've ever been.
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