Bright eyed and bushy tailed

So here it is, 2.30. 31 according to this thing. Yesterday I saw Col for lunch. Even paid. 'Cause I'm a nice person and he's broke constantly. I figured it if was my idea to go grab food and he had no money, I'd pay. I could afford it, so I think it'll be okay. He hinted, no actually he was pretty blatant, about wanting to have sex with me. I just sort of smiled and nodded. I don't want to have sex with him. Honestly, not so much with the sexually driven lately. *blush* There are exceptions. I think the sexual partner would matter a lot too. I, obviously, am quite enamored with Nate...everyone else sort of pales in comparison. I feel like I messed that sentence up. Sentence? Sentance? Erm...I am just all sorts of confused tonight/this morning.
I am so sick of my job. I need to stop not going/leaving early. I'm def going to get fired if I don't knock it off. Or I could just find a new job. Tomorrow I am getting up at seven and getting out of here by nine. I am going to apply at the valet place. Grr. Need to. I'll try a few more Applebee's too. God knows there are enough of those around.
Apparently responsibility and independence are not only respectable qualities, but turn ons too. Go figure. Me...responsible? Surely you must be joking. I'm not, and don't call me Shirley. Bad. Terrible actually.
So far I like the new Coldplay album. It's tres cool. I do really like that song Fix Me that they have on the radio.
Mrow?