Posted
8:46 PM
by Drew914
And so she came into my cube. She mumbled something like "Oh wow..." I turned around. There were tears in those big, brown eyes of hers. I guess she was trying to fight them back, she loved the people here, I'm pretty sure. I hugged her. I told her to keep in touch. I'll come and visit. And gave her my card, with my contact info. I asked her if she needed help with her things, but someone else was going to help her with them. There was so much I wanted to say, but didn't. I just didn't think I should. There'll be another time. Another place. And as I watched her walk away, I felt an already burdened heart become heavier.
It never gets easier, does it?
25.7.02
Posted
11:51 AM
by Drew914
Tonight, me and some of the cronies are headed to the Fremont Hilton for happy hour and some hor' deurves around 6 o' clock It's a going away party for our co-worker, but you're welcome to come on down, shoot the shit, have a few drinks, or buy me a drink (because Vegas left me broke as a muther effin joke). It's off Stevenson Boulevard on 880. You can't miss it. It's probably the tallest thing in Fremont, anyway.
Work is downright uninspiring at the moment. I'm probably going to go running at lunchtime and work some of this flab off. Coyote Hills, which overlooks the Dumbarton bridge is a great place to run or bike or have a picnic. Just watch out for the field mice. HG.
24.7.02
Posted
9:37 PM
by Drew914
So, went to Zachary's Pizza last night with Shugah, Dirty, Sniper and Cal Trans. When we arrived, there was a grip of folks (for a Tuesday evening? I was shocked). So we went to a bar up the street for a few drinks while we waited for the crowd to thin out. Shugah wanted to hear all about the Vegas trip, so we let spilled the details. Interesting, apparently, she's had a lap dance as well. From a woman no less. It's curious, knowing that a woman can be open to that, but she's a very open-minded person, so I'm not surprised.
Time to go home to a dinner of corn beef and rice. mmmmm.
"Everytime someone says that (Vegas, Baby, Vegas), they have to give me a quarter"
"Vegas, asshole, Vegas."
"You should have just moved me."
"Move you? That'd be like moving a beached whale."
"Look, bitch..."
"I got skipped"
"I got the mom."
"Those things were as hard as my elbows"
"Please don't do that."
"Please don't do that either."
"I'm going to stay here and sexually harass you. Is that ok?"
"Damn, she was nice. I should've gotten another."
More to come...
"I had this John Woo thing going where I was dressed all in black and my PeaCoat was fluttering behind me..."
"Dude... PeaCoats don't flutter."
*confused look* "... uh... It makes for a better story... ASS."