Women...lots of pretty women!

Def Leppard -- "WOMEN"

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Laci. Erin. Piper. Maureen. Kelly. Sarah. Lynette.....

I'm not even looking for any dates, hookups, whatever the term of the day is, but they just seem to be calling me or texting. And they're hot coworkers. I made a vow to "never dip my pen in company ink" but I might have to make an exception...seriously thinking about it. 

Laci and Erin gave me a cut-out picture from a magazine and it had this brown-skinned Hawaiian dude in shorts with his hair sticking up like mine. And I was like "What the..."
Erin: "you reminded me of this guy."
Me: "Seriously? I'm not that muscular or young"
Erin: Yeah but you're hot as fuck"
Me: "Uh...I wouldn't say I'm all that"
Lacii: "Yeah you are, that's why I cut it out because he reminds me of you"
Me: "OK....whatever"

NOTES:
Laci: cute, slender, short-haired brunette, 28
Erin: 5'7 140-150 lbs, blond, divorced mother of two, 34
Piper: athletic, young 20something
Maureen: long brown-haired Native American 29
Lynette: luscious single black woman, 44, two grown kids

During a short break, Lynette and I were talking and I was asking her about her past relationships. Conversation piece.

Me: "So what do you like in a guy?"
Lynette: "You. Like everybody already said"
Me: "I'm not talking about them."
Lynette: "You're hot. And sexy. And gorgeous. And you're funny. You make me laugh because you're so crazy. And you work two jobs. And you take care of your dad. I like that. I find that most attractive about you in that you take care of your family"
Me: "Well it doesn't give me much of a social life."
Lynette: Well what are you going to do about it? There's lots of things to do here in Jacksonville. We could go walking down by the beach. Yes, I'd like that very much. When are you going to take me?"

Before I could answer, I got a text from Sean to go pick up some guys at Eleventh Street. 

SAVED BY THE BOSS...

09:08 Yesterday

Sam...no more.

No friendship, no nothing.

I'm DONE with her...she said not to even respond to her texts.

I don't know what the fuck has gotten into her...and at this point, I don't fucking care. Too much of an emotional rollercoaster even when she's on meds!

Talked to Cody--he's a recovering heroin addict. He was telling me of his life this afternoon and I just sat there, we sat by the Pit. Then I told him I was having a shitty day and then I told him of how Sam left me AGAIN. He said, "women are confusing cuz they interpret things way different than what you tell them." Then he went on to say, "just make yourself happy. Its all you can do"

I'm still planning on going to Iceland next summer! That's MY goal. Yeah I'm gonna plan a trip for myself to go to Iceland so in the mean time, I'm gonna bury myself in work and save money for an entire year. Yep, that'll make ME happy!

New Line of Work

Not really new line of work, but same field, different duties.

I get to drive around rich kids on their parents/ insurance to their AA/NA meetings, grocery shopping, the gym, get their nails done, and whatever else is in their schedule for the day. Same field, different job duties, is best as I can put it.

Rehab work.

Pays about four dollars more than what I was making at the group home. But yeah, I'm basically a cheuffeur like Sam said. Speaking of whom, IDKWTF is up with her. I'm not even gonna ponder or give it much thought. Tried calling her this morning, but she refused to answer my calls so fuck it. No crying over spilled milk for me. Just gonna concentrate on working and memorizing street names, addresses, and where meeting places are held at the beaches.

I never took a lunch today or even dinner. Barb said to take it whenever I can since we don't have breaks. Yeah well...I like spending my breaks at the beach listening to the waves or watching people play volleyball.