My Crush has been Canned

Bill, my crush, the one I haven’t been able to approach and tell that I like, the one that I have given up Raf for, the one… that… well, yeah, just Bill… he was fired. My eye candy is now gone. Our Monday morning working-in-the-bar-together-crossward puzzles are no more. I called him when I found out and left a message. I wasn’t expecting him to call back. But, he did… and I was astonished.

When he called, I was of pouring a glass of wine to go with my slowly cooking mac and cheese. I tried to play it cool, but I did notice that my voice wavered the slightest bit. We talked about why he was fired, and I told him I could possibly get him a job at a local bar as a bartender.  Conversation moved from there to the Karaokeing we did on Saturday night.

“When you sang Silver Springs, by Stevie Nicks, I was floored. That song… it haunts me now. You have a fantastic voice.” ::insert me blushing uncontrollably here:: We made plans to Karaoke again on Sunday, and he is coming to the party Mikey and I are throwing for our new roommate-to-be’s 21st birthday. I called my friend Julie, she has been trying to instegate things with me and Bill for months now. “See? This works out perfectly! Now you no longer work with him, so you can tell him how you feel.” Maybe… maybe that will happen. I dunno, I get a nervous stomach just thinking about it.

But, the point is, we held a thirty minute conversation, and I was proud of myself. I haven’t crushed THIS hard in… well… since Brian. And that is good, I am finally rid of the curse of Brian. I sent back his necklace and stuff, and still haven’t heard from him. It was simple letter, “Brian, here is some of your stuff back. If you could return my necklace to me, it would be much appreciated. Thanks.”

Yay for crushes! It sound so stupid, but even though the butterflies in your stomach are so annoying, it’s the greatest feeling in the world to finally have a crush again. To put my mind on other things that bills, and family…

My dad moved out… my parents are officially seperated. Mom’s doing OK, I think. But… that’s a whole other entry.

Other than that, I’ve been working like crazy- we move in less than three weeks to the three bedroom apartment. It’ll be fun. I can’t wait, I will finally have more money, thank the Lord! For those of you who read me, I am trying to catch up on diaries, so gimme some time.

Alright- I work in three hours, so I better get some stuff done. Take care all! And… tell me what to do about this guy, I have no clue! I just… I dunno… AH! Later!