Cute girls and Powerchairs

I was coming home from work today and saw the coolest girl. She was really pretty, funny, chill, had decent musical tastes, was reading a book, and was ready to throw her pudding at the max. I wanted to talk to her more; ask her name, her other interests, what her goals were. I just got scared. I thought, "this girl is too good to be true, so don't even waste your time."

I wish I had gotten her name and number. The good thing is that she works at the same place I do. So hopefully I'll see her again.

I like the warm weather. Today was a little too hot, but otherwise it's been great. Oregon is too rainy and cold, then when it warms up people are complaining. Enjoy it!

This really large woman was trying to come into the store I was working on a power chair. I think the only reason she was on it was because she was too lazy and fat to walk around herself. So she attempted to drive her powerchair through the skinniest door known to stores. It took her a good solid ten minutes just to get in. The whole time she was trying to get in I couldn't help but think "it would be so much easier just to get out of the chair and walk in."

Is succeeding at committing suicide really a success? Does success really come in all forms? Sometimes I think what one persons idea of success would be is just wrong.

My parents are asleep. It's 7:50. It's the weekend. It's a Saturday. Nuff' said.

Allergies suck. I have to blow my nose every 2 minutes, and when I do I can't hear until I swallow. It's weird. Can you call off of work because of allergies? Is that a viable excuse to use for an illness?

I think I might take my friends out to the cheesecake factory later. It would be tight.