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(recorded 6/3/07 @ 11:15:39 PM)
Today a woman tipped me for the first time at worked today. I've worked there six months. I've always wanted to put out a tip jar but I'm almost positive I couldn't get away with it. I let her pick up a prescription ten minutes after we closed and she jokingly said I should get tipped for doing that. As she left she quickly took two dollars out of her purse and handed them to me. Made my day.
I have to get used to being honest. That's why I've decided to write here, in a journal I haven't told anyone about.
I went out with Kyle last night after not seeing him for many months. He took me for yummy sushi and then drinking. Alcohol is so gross but I grin and bear it. I've never been drunk. Seems like it would take too much effort. I had a weird feeling in my stomach later that night after just two drinks. I love Kyle. I don't know what's wrong with me and why I find him irresistable. After I dropped him off at home I felt really lonely for some reason and stopped at the Embarcadero to view the foggy bay and buildings. I took a walk and then after much contemplation I gave him a call and asked if I could stay with him tonight. He sounded surprised and unsure what to say. I never ever do things like that and I felt stupid, but something kept urging me to talk to him again. He said we could have a "sleep over" another night, when he doesn't have to get up early.
I never really know how he feels about me.
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