electricity tease and other stories

remember how i said my electricity was going to be off from 8-10 a.m. friday? well, when i got home from work today, i had another note on my door from my landlord saying that my electricity will be normal tomorrow, but on tuesday, from 8-10 a.m., not so much. oh well, at least it means i don't have to wake up any earlier tomorrow.

at work today, this guy that's normally kind of an ass to me (and has spoken harshly of me in the past and probably still to this day) asked me to recommend some graphic novels to him. i, needless to say, was dumbfounded. part of me is like, well, it's kinda cool that he's trying to be decent to me and obviously knows what my idiot savant category is. but part of me can't help but feel like this is some sort of trick ala carrie and after i do my recommending, i'll be covered in pig's blood. or golden, roasting deer (re: the christmas incident).

and just now, against my better judgment (and velouria's), i text-messaged the guy from the other day (his name is matthew; thought i'd say it so i don't have to keep refering to him as that guy from that post the other day that i kinda had a date with or other such nonsense). and because technology hates me, i may have text messaged him twice. (look, it's really the first time i've ever text messaged anyone, really. i sent one, and i wasn't sure it went through, so i sent another one saying how i wasn't sure if the first one went through and how technology hates me. and matthew now probably thinks i'm the most desperate person in the world whose name he can't remember.) right now, i can hardly care because i'm a little drunk and listening to the carpenters and he probably won't text or call me back, so who gives a flaming fuck, right?

did you know a 12 oz. can of lone star only has 140 calories?

update (7:49 p.m., 011107): matthew just texted me back saying "no worries. i've been sick and cranky anyways. we'll catch up later." if he calls me in a few minutes, i'll be pissed. oy.