"Here We Go Again..."
"I kinda want to be more than friends..."
Sorry, that song's been stuck in my head all day long and I needed to share it with someone. Man, I love Neon Trees...if you didn't know that already...
Yay Neon Trees! My only concert I've ever been to (unless you count Stadium of Fire). Good times!
Sorry, that song's been stuck in my head all day long and I needed to share it with someone. Man, I love Neon Trees...if you didn't know that already...
Me and N at the Neon Trees concert last summer |
Today I had to dress up nice for work, and nobody else did (besides our one male coworker N, who looked all snazzy today too.) I guess there was a miscommunication...? I thought everyone needed to look nice but um...nobody did. Oh well. Stressful work day. Had to do a live event, and they gave us a script, then told us it was different, and then used the original one anyway :/ So annoying. It all worked out in the end, I suppose. Very stressful for awhile, though.
I'm currently being annoyed by a roommate of mine. She's hard to get along with because she's a bit of a shy girl, so she only goes to things if you do, and when you go with her, she sticks to you like glue. I am that way to a point, but once I go I can usually find someone to hang out with when I get there. Man, I hate being shy sometimes. And the worst part is I'm really not textbook "shy", I can socialize okay, but I just hate being in awkward social situations (ie, a single's ward where everybody's just on the hunt for something with a pulse that could possibly date them). Gah. So gross. So much desperation...and yes, I understand that not every singles ward is like that. But come on. You all know what I'm talking about. Right? Right? Yeah.
And meanwhile, I'm over here like:
And then I'm like:
And THEN I'm like:
Then everyone else is like Leonard, and I'm like:
Guys. I am WAY too much like Sheldon for my own good. Refer to THIS.
And now some random ones!
And a moving one, just to mix things up:
Oh, silly people... |
Later,
-K
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