soooo cute

OK, so besides the "teen girl squad" title for this post, it's really apropos.

so i got to work today (after having to rush here with my hair all mussy and not nicotined enough and being fucking starving and making a quick pre-work rush to jimmy johns for a lovely veg sammy), and i head outside for my pre-work cig, sans jennifer. and as i'm walking down the hall, i see BJM with his now non-smoking buddy. and maybe it's me being paranoid and over-thinking (and it wouldn't be me if i WASN'T paranoid and over-thinking), but i could swear they were talking about me. because they were looking at me and kind of trying to adjust their heads so a part of the door wouldn't block viewage. so yeah. i think they were talking about me. and then when i sat down at the bench behind them, they got up and left. maybe it's the fact that i was smoking, which they no longer do, which is a shame. i think. or not. or maybe they left because now that i was sitting behind them, they could no longer talk about me.

oh well. whatever. BJM is still fucking cute, though. tee hee.