So many extraordinary things happened today, some of them out of the ball.

The girl that pissed me off the other day at work found her self coming over to apologize about her behaviour. she had a lot to say and at first I didn't want to give her the pleasure but then I thought what the heck, yes, I am angry and vindictive because you were a demeaning bitch to me. And that was that. But it still threw me out of my wits that she could suck up her pride to that, I wouldn't.

The billboard underneath the gas station a centimeter from where I work collapsed and killed 3 people. This is the most drama my neighborhood has ever had. There were 4 choppers floating in the sky, news buses all over the street, and the very street I drive past everyday on my way to work was featured in the news over and over. Moreover, 3 people lost their lives today, that is so awkwardly overwhelming, it freaks me out.

I also called a truce with my crush. Nothing major, or rather I don't want to talk about it too much unless my scheming head would read more meaning into a simple conversation than there should be. But it was a "coming to grips" with a nothingness conversation, an acceptance of defeat thing, and being a friend more than an enemy kind of relationship that we both reached, or at least I reached, and I guess I'll just play it by heart from now, and work on my evasive career let's see if that can keep me occupied.

But I can't help having dreams of sex, having sex, being sexed up, being in a room full of people having sex, just a crazy sexual insinuation. It is freaky but my subconscious is surfacing to tell me, it's time to get laid.