Warning: TMI involving my wishful love live below!

I wish my brain were half as useful as it used to be. Oh wait.. It never was very good at remembering much. 

Two things happened today that I was going to comment on, but sadly I can remember neither of them.

So.. instead  of those marvelous recounts, I guess I'll just meander aimlessly until my neurons cough up aforementioned memories. 

OH yes!!! Item numeral uno!!! (Damn that was quick! Gotta do that from now on.)

I'm not sure I've yet mentioned it on here or not.. but the guy I'd had a little bit of a highschoolgirl-force crush on... the tall cute guy at work.. well of course.. I started out thinking he was quite fine. He did flirt with me.. at one point saying "I'm the biggest" while walking away.. and commenting that the new closet was going to be our make-out room.. (I've noticed he has a habit of dealing his so called zingers whilst on the retreat..) and there is no doubt he was referring to his cock. Which .. is just mean to say to a girl that's now been 6 months and counting since last playmate, and a mostly unavailable one at that. 

So.. yes.. Mr. Tall, thickly built cutie walks around claiming he was "the biggest"? My mind went into overdrive. My poor vibrator is still reeling.. trying to figure out just what the heck is going on..

Slowly over the next two weeks.. small things happened that unfortunately lowered my opinion of him. 

I noticed he "borrowed" a lot of items.. including food.. and never seemed to pay back. I overheard him on the phone asking to extend a loan. Then once saw him looking through the work fridge, as he had no food at home apparently. I wonder if he's supporting a couple of kids somewhere.. cute.. big guy like that.. who seems to enjoy hot ladies like he does.. I wouldn't be surprised. I overheard him talking to.. someone.. saying that he could tell some random woman sported a shaved beaver by looking at her pants.  

And.. uh.. yeah. WHAT THE MELTING FUDGESICLE IS HE DOING noticing shit like that?? Apparently, Scorpios are sex craved (slight exaggeration) but oh my fu-bar!! A. lost it on him one day for texting her, calling him a creeper.. I guess now I see she had the right of it. Yikes!!

So the clincher?? Yesterday I worked an evening shift with him. I arrived before him, and I'd just bought two boxes of cookies from Shoppers as they were $2 instead of $5+. I later bummed a smoke from him, he did owe me one. And I thought it odd that he asked.. "are you going right now?"... This was about a 3rd the way through the evening shift. He took off right at the end of shift. About 5 minutes after, I went to help myself to the cookies I'd just bought. Low and behold (you know where this is going..) one ENTIRE BOX was gone. I highly doubt that the other two who'd arrived as relief would have gone in there in the first 5 minutes of their shift to search the cupboards and steal cookies with 3 other people in the place. 

And so.. we have our pathetic little food thief. I'm keeping it to myself. I wish I knew his circumstances, I wish I could help him out knowledge-wise.. but I guess there's no reason to go there. 

Still. Holy shit! So from dreamy Superman-ish icon I very much wanted to dance in bed and all over the house with,  to... lowly pathetic womanizing cookie-robber. Oh sweet .. disappointing surprise. I wonder what his overall life path is.. what he's "working" on. I  imagine he's none too happy in life at this point. OH to be a yellow ajah of the mind. I should have been a counselor. It'll hard not to be odd around him now. Or call him Cookie Monster...

Now then.. there was some other curious thing that happened today.. trying to remember what it might have been. I woke up, spent a good part of the morning being gloriously lazy in bed. Eventually got up, tidied up a bit (though you'd never know it) and went to buy some fiddle strings and a music book, and then to Best Buy to return the laptop. Somewhere in there, I witnessed something odd and vaguely interesting. Can't for the life of me remember what it was though. Curses!

K. That's enough.