Not Really Necessary, But… in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Feb. 7, 2004, midnight
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Whoa…drunk entry last night. I guess I’ll leave it. I was obviously all over the place. But it was such a joy to go out with Rose after the intense workweek. I knew she wanted to wind down too.

I’m fascinated by Rose. Pretty obvious from my last entry, eh? She is one of the hardest working people I’ve ever met. She’s so tiny, I just want to pick her up and squeeze her…she’s just a little bundle of energy. And very powerful, too. If you knew my business, you’d know it’s really a small, tight-knit, crazy circle. She’s worked with some of the biggest names in the world. I got some great dirt out of her last night!

Paul, the guy I mentioned in my previous entry is a character. I think I might like him, but I just can’t decide. He told me last night that he wants to get to know me. He also confessed that he dated Renee for a long time. She’s one of the girls I sometimes hang out with. Always been more peripheral, but she’s still around a lot. And I’ve heard her talk about Paul several times. I think they used to live together. Or something. So when I was out with the girls the other night to have dinner and we ran into Paul, Renee saw some sparks between us. I never added two and two. I never imagined the two of them together. I don’t know why.

This town is much too small.

I’m at work right now. I just went to the gym that’s close to the office and thought I’d come in and grab my laptop and a bunch of research materials and start putting my next big presentation together. I’m obviously not getting too far right now, am I? I’m sitting here at my desk still sweaty from the gym. Ew.

On that note, I’ll be packing my shit and going now. I just thought I’d try to explain my last entry. Not a very good job, I know.


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