So, the cute boss-man.... he's not technically my boss, he heads up a branch of the Inn at a nearby city. He's the owner's nephew, or son, or something. He's 23, goes the university there, and is a business major, I think. He's tall, thin, with brown hair and a really attractive face. :D
I've only met him twice, and talked to him about five times or more on the phone, but I'm smitten... I only wonder if he's smitten with me, too... ?? I have no idea, I can't tell, he keeps his business face.
The only thing was the first time we met, he was like "you working on sunday/monday? I'll be in town again..." i wasn't, so that was sad, but because i stayed later today, i got to see him again. lol.
the only thing is, i heard him cussing a few times, which makes me uncomfortable... I want a guy who is a christian, and i don't think he is, but then again, i might be decieved. I don't know... .
But he's CUTE!!! Like, drop dead gorgeous, cute. :) a little thin, but tall enough o make up for it. Hahah.
Anyway, I'm done sighing over him....
I'm watching My Fair Wedding, and I love the wedding planning, and all that. now i want to plan MY wedding... via online pictures. lol. :) okay, that's my project for tonight. plan my wedding. :) lol
Shae
Friday, May 28
its been a while...
So, I realize now that its been awhile since I've posted, so let me update you a bit. Well, screw updating, I'll just tell you about my crappy day. Haha.
Today I had to go into work for my coworker, who was getting her knee looked, and had to leave early. So I came in about 1:30, and was supposed to work till 4, when the other guy would come in and change shifts. at fifteen till four, a guy calls saying he is going to update the files on teh computer for our program, and i can't use it for 20 minutes until he's done. 40 minutes later, he finally is done. in the meanwhile, i had to do everything by hand, and couldn't check anyone in, couldn't do anything except write it down to do later. it was bad.
The guy who is supposed to come replace me at 4 calls and says he won't be in till 4:30. Okay, whatever, that's fine, I guess. Then this other guy (cute boss-man) comes to replace the TVs in some rooms at 15 till 5, the guy has just gotten there himself to take my place, i'm still checking people in by hand, and trying to figure things out. Then Replacement goes and helps Cute boss-man with the TVs, so I stay at the front desk to help customers. They finally finish, and then there's an entire issue with the cash drawer. apparently, the woman i replaced, gave a guy a cash refund, when she wasn't supposed to, and the drawer was all off, and it was a whole big issue. and THAT took 30 minutes to resolve! Finally, at 15 after 5, Cute Boss-man leaves to get remotes for the TVs from Walmart, and I tell Replacement that I am leaving, I clock out and go home.
to be greeted by my sister's ex boyfriend on facebook, whining about how he missing my sister, he can't live without her, can't sleep, can't eat, can't nothing. Ugh. now i have to deal with HIS problems, and try to encourage him and still be loyal to my sister, who is, honestly, better off without him, but at the same time, they were great together, so its a hard position to be in.
finally, ten minutes ago, i ended that conversation, and now i am sitting, hungry as an ox, and writing to you about it.
and i can't stop thinking about cute boss-man.... i'll get to that in a bit, i'm going to make dinner. Stay tuned for my next post about Cute boss man!
Shae
Today I had to go into work for my coworker, who was getting her knee looked, and had to leave early. So I came in about 1:30, and was supposed to work till 4, when the other guy would come in and change shifts. at fifteen till four, a guy calls saying he is going to update the files on teh computer for our program, and i can't use it for 20 minutes until he's done. 40 minutes later, he finally is done. in the meanwhile, i had to do everything by hand, and couldn't check anyone in, couldn't do anything except write it down to do later. it was bad.
The guy who is supposed to come replace me at 4 calls and says he won't be in till 4:30. Okay, whatever, that's fine, I guess. Then this other guy (cute boss-man) comes to replace the TVs in some rooms at 15 till 5, the guy has just gotten there himself to take my place, i'm still checking people in by hand, and trying to figure things out. Then Replacement goes and helps Cute boss-man with the TVs, so I stay at the front desk to help customers. They finally finish, and then there's an entire issue with the cash drawer. apparently, the woman i replaced, gave a guy a cash refund, when she wasn't supposed to, and the drawer was all off, and it was a whole big issue. and THAT took 30 minutes to resolve! Finally, at 15 after 5, Cute Boss-man leaves to get remotes for the TVs from Walmart, and I tell Replacement that I am leaving, I clock out and go home.
to be greeted by my sister's ex boyfriend on facebook, whining about how he missing my sister, he can't live without her, can't sleep, can't eat, can't nothing. Ugh. now i have to deal with HIS problems, and try to encourage him and still be loyal to my sister, who is, honestly, better off without him, but at the same time, they were great together, so its a hard position to be in.
finally, ten minutes ago, i ended that conversation, and now i am sitting, hungry as an ox, and writing to you about it.
and i can't stop thinking about cute boss-man.... i'll get to that in a bit, i'm going to make dinner. Stay tuned for my next post about Cute boss man!
Shae
Sunday, May 23
My story idea
I almost forgot to talk about the story idea that kept me up from 1 to 3 am (I fell asleep around 11, then woke up again around 12:30/1).
Its mostly affected by the fact that I watched The Mask of Zorro yesterday. Anyway, its the story of this woman, and the man she loves, but doesn't know she loves right away. She runs into him at a dance or something, and he grabs her out of the crowd and kisses her, then tells her that the next time he kisses her, they will be married (more eloquently said). She dismisses him as drunk, or delusional, or cocky, or all of the above. then, weeks later, her father calls her into the parlor, and she finds the same man sitting there as suitor. they clash right away, and argue and glare at each other all the time, but its contrasted by his passion and love for her.
She walks him to his room that night, and they exchange the formalities of goodnight. she curtises all formal and meek, and starts to walk away when he grabs her, takes her into his room, and pushes her against the wall. He gets real close, only milimeters away from her face, but doesn't kiss her. the passion is eminating from his eyes, and she can feel it, and her breath comes heavy and suddenly all she wants to do is kiss him, but he whispers to her "I'm going to keep my promise," and then lets her go, pushing her out the door. The door accidently shuts on her skirt, and she pulls at it a moment,then stands there awkwardly. he opens the door slightly and lets her skirt go, and she goes to bed.
they do this routine for some weeks, and they fall in love with each other, with their passion, their fire, they fall in love with the other's love. They get engaged, but then he tells her that he has to go, and he doesn't know when he will be back, but he will be back, and that she has to wait for him. "I promise i'll come back" he tells her,and she believes him, because he's always kept his promises.
three years pass without sight/sound of him, and one night, a strange man comes into her room with a rag drenched in chloroform and kidnaps her (she's the daughter of a rich nobleman). scared out of her mind, she wakes up in a strange bed and she's crying--bawling. I don't know how much time passes, but she spends it in the bed, crying. there is a tustle outside the door, she can hear it, and a man comes through the door, (an evil one) and tries to grab her, to hurt her. she kicks and screams, and he gets tired of her fighting, and cunks her on the top of the head, knocking her out. so she doesn't see her man come in right behind the evil guy, fight him and win, and carry her out safely.
she wakes up in his arms and she immediately knows who it is. she smiles.
"you came back," she says. he says that he can't stay, that he will be back some day, but not today. she is sad, and disappointed, but they ride together, in each other's arms, and they are happy. he drops her off at her house, and tells her to tell them she escaped, not to mention a word of him, and then gallops off. mysterious, but she does what he says because she trusts him, and loves him. two years pass and the day comes when he does return, but her father isn't happy with him. he says he doesn't deserve her anymore, he left without a word, and he doesn't deserve her. He tells her father that he loves her, but her father says he left, and isn't worthy anymore. she overhears the conversation, and comes down (in her night gown, its was early morning) and says that he told her he was leaving. That she knew, and she had waited. her father thinks about it, and says he will be given a chance, but he has to compete against the other suitors. she asks what other suitors, she hasn't seen any. he says they've been there, but he's kept them under raps. she looks hurt, but will take what she can get.
"Okay," her man says, obviously not worried about having to compete with others. he knows he has her heart forever. She walks him to his room (his room is moved to the servants quarters, which was another big tizzy). but he says goodnight and closes the door--the fire gone, the passion is missing. feeling rejected, she sulks back to her room, and cries.
the other suitor guy comes, and there's a whole scene where he is making her laugh,and the other man, the one who came back, is sitting there unemotional while the other guy is making her laugh. she keeps looking over at him, like, TRY! but he doesn't. she begins to doubt what they had.
she walks him to his room and confronts him about how he's lost his fire, lost his passion, and she doesn't know what to think anymore. she goes back to her room and cries herself to sleep.
the next day something snaps and the guy brings his game back, and she is happy, and falls for him all over again. the choice is obvious, even to her father, knowing that to deny her the man she loves would be a colossal mistake. so they get married. for sure this time, he doens't run off, and she is happy. he kisses her again, as man and wife, and he keeps kissing her. finally they walk back down the isle, and when they get to the steps, before everyone has joined them, he tells her he is sorry,but he has to leave."i' will come back, i promise," he tells her. "but i have to go," she is confused, but nods, and he is off.
a year later, she is still alone, a married woman with no husband. a man appears in her room, and he attacks her. she kicks and scratches, and he gets off.
"You would be wise to do as i say,"he says, and then two men bring in her husband, tied up. surprised, she looks at the man (the suitor guy from before)
"Let him go," she tells him.
"I'll make you a deal," the man says. "You must reveal everything, the truth about what happened," he says.
"No..."
"tell him the truth, and i will let him go.... and you must kiss me." she starts to cry, and looks at her husband in the eyes.
"I'm so sorry," she cries.
"Tell him!"
she reveals that he was the man who kidnapped her, but that wasn't all. he had raped her, taken her, and that he had left her with child. she can see the pain on his face at the news. she continues, crying herself, that she had carried the child three months when she lost the child. she says thats why he wanted to marry her, to make up for the 'black mark' on his record. he wanted to marry her, to fill her with his children, to erase the black mark of losing the child. her husband's face contorts into disgust.
the suitor guy waits for her to finish her part of the deal. she goes to him, and leans toward him, hoviering milimeters from his face, not kissing him, but giving the idea that she would, the anticipation killing him. at that moment, her husband broke the bonds that tied him, and he attacks the suitor guy, scuffling for a bit before the guy is knocked unconscious. her husband looks at her for a moment, then drags the man out of the room. he comes back some minutes later, and looks at her wearily.
"I'm so sorry!" she told him.
"you knew it was him," he said. she nodded. "I knew about the baby," he told her. the surprise showed on her face. "people talk, you hear things, especially when its about the woman you love."
she gave him a look of shock, then smiles. "You must be tired," she said. "come to bed."
he smiles, and nods, joining her. she curls up next to him, kisses his chest once, and tells him good night. he says good night, too, his arms wrapped around her. "I love you," he says.
"I love you," she says back, and they fall alseep.
and then I fell asleep, and the story was ended. thats the story that kept me up for two hours. what do you think? is it any good? I like it a lot. romance, adventure, mystery. i need to figure out where he goes for years, and why he had lost his passion when he came back the first time. but, those are holes that can be easily filled.
Shae
Its mostly affected by the fact that I watched The Mask of Zorro yesterday. Anyway, its the story of this woman, and the man she loves, but doesn't know she loves right away. She runs into him at a dance or something, and he grabs her out of the crowd and kisses her, then tells her that the next time he kisses her, they will be married (more eloquently said). She dismisses him as drunk, or delusional, or cocky, or all of the above. then, weeks later, her father calls her into the parlor, and she finds the same man sitting there as suitor. they clash right away, and argue and glare at each other all the time, but its contrasted by his passion and love for her.
She walks him to his room that night, and they exchange the formalities of goodnight. she curtises all formal and meek, and starts to walk away when he grabs her, takes her into his room, and pushes her against the wall. He gets real close, only milimeters away from her face, but doesn't kiss her. the passion is eminating from his eyes, and she can feel it, and her breath comes heavy and suddenly all she wants to do is kiss him, but he whispers to her "I'm going to keep my promise," and then lets her go, pushing her out the door. The door accidently shuts on her skirt, and she pulls at it a moment,then stands there awkwardly. he opens the door slightly and lets her skirt go, and she goes to bed.
they do this routine for some weeks, and they fall in love with each other, with their passion, their fire, they fall in love with the other's love. They get engaged, but then he tells her that he has to go, and he doesn't know when he will be back, but he will be back, and that she has to wait for him. "I promise i'll come back" he tells her,and she believes him, because he's always kept his promises.
three years pass without sight/sound of him, and one night, a strange man comes into her room with a rag drenched in chloroform and kidnaps her (she's the daughter of a rich nobleman). scared out of her mind, she wakes up in a strange bed and she's crying--bawling. I don't know how much time passes, but she spends it in the bed, crying. there is a tustle outside the door, she can hear it, and a man comes through the door, (an evil one) and tries to grab her, to hurt her. she kicks and screams, and he gets tired of her fighting, and cunks her on the top of the head, knocking her out. so she doesn't see her man come in right behind the evil guy, fight him and win, and carry her out safely.
she wakes up in his arms and she immediately knows who it is. she smiles.
"you came back," she says. he says that he can't stay, that he will be back some day, but not today. she is sad, and disappointed, but they ride together, in each other's arms, and they are happy. he drops her off at her house, and tells her to tell them she escaped, not to mention a word of him, and then gallops off. mysterious, but she does what he says because she trusts him, and loves him. two years pass and the day comes when he does return, but her father isn't happy with him. he says he doesn't deserve her anymore, he left without a word, and he doesn't deserve her. He tells her father that he loves her, but her father says he left, and isn't worthy anymore. she overhears the conversation, and comes down (in her night gown, its was early morning) and says that he told her he was leaving. That she knew, and she had waited. her father thinks about it, and says he will be given a chance, but he has to compete against the other suitors. she asks what other suitors, she hasn't seen any. he says they've been there, but he's kept them under raps. she looks hurt, but will take what she can get.
"Okay," her man says, obviously not worried about having to compete with others. he knows he has her heart forever. She walks him to his room (his room is moved to the servants quarters, which was another big tizzy). but he says goodnight and closes the door--the fire gone, the passion is missing. feeling rejected, she sulks back to her room, and cries.
the other suitor guy comes, and there's a whole scene where he is making her laugh,and the other man, the one who came back, is sitting there unemotional while the other guy is making her laugh. she keeps looking over at him, like, TRY! but he doesn't. she begins to doubt what they had.
she walks him to his room and confronts him about how he's lost his fire, lost his passion, and she doesn't know what to think anymore. she goes back to her room and cries herself to sleep.
the next day something snaps and the guy brings his game back, and she is happy, and falls for him all over again. the choice is obvious, even to her father, knowing that to deny her the man she loves would be a colossal mistake. so they get married. for sure this time, he doens't run off, and she is happy. he kisses her again, as man and wife, and he keeps kissing her. finally they walk back down the isle, and when they get to the steps, before everyone has joined them, he tells her he is sorry,but he has to leave."i' will come back, i promise," he tells her. "but i have to go," she is confused, but nods, and he is off.
a year later, she is still alone, a married woman with no husband. a man appears in her room, and he attacks her. she kicks and scratches, and he gets off.
"You would be wise to do as i say,"he says, and then two men bring in her husband, tied up. surprised, she looks at the man (the suitor guy from before)
"Let him go," she tells him.
"I'll make you a deal," the man says. "You must reveal everything, the truth about what happened," he says.
"No..."
"tell him the truth, and i will let him go.... and you must kiss me." she starts to cry, and looks at her husband in the eyes.
"I'm so sorry," she cries.
"Tell him!"
she reveals that he was the man who kidnapped her, but that wasn't all. he had raped her, taken her, and that he had left her with child. she can see the pain on his face at the news. she continues, crying herself, that she had carried the child three months when she lost the child. she says thats why he wanted to marry her, to make up for the 'black mark' on his record. he wanted to marry her, to fill her with his children, to erase the black mark of losing the child. her husband's face contorts into disgust.
the suitor guy waits for her to finish her part of the deal. she goes to him, and leans toward him, hoviering milimeters from his face, not kissing him, but giving the idea that she would, the anticipation killing him. at that moment, her husband broke the bonds that tied him, and he attacks the suitor guy, scuffling for a bit before the guy is knocked unconscious. her husband looks at her for a moment, then drags the man out of the room. he comes back some minutes later, and looks at her wearily.
"I'm so sorry!" she told him.
"you knew it was him," he said. she nodded. "I knew about the baby," he told her. the surprise showed on her face. "people talk, you hear things, especially when its about the woman you love."
she gave him a look of shock, then smiles. "You must be tired," she said. "come to bed."
he smiles, and nods, joining her. she curls up next to him, kisses his chest once, and tells him good night. he says good night, too, his arms wrapped around her. "I love you," he says.
"I love you," she says back, and they fall alseep.
and then I fell asleep, and the story was ended. thats the story that kept me up for two hours. what do you think? is it any good? I like it a lot. romance, adventure, mystery. i need to figure out where he goes for years, and why he had lost his passion when he came back the first time. but, those are holes that can be easily filled.
Shae
This Horrible feeling
I am a horrible person. I am sitting here on my couch, watching "High Fidelity" starring John Cusak (Spelling?), skipping church this morning because I was too tired because I laid awake in bed last night following a story line (it was really good, too) and so I was up till 3 in the morning last night, and when my alarm went off this morning, I laid awake, perfectly awake, but still a tinge of tired, thinking, I'm too tired to get out of bed to go to church. even to get up and wear my favorite dress to church. I was too tired.
Iam a heathen. I skipped church, for the second week in a row, because I was a TWINGE too tired to get my lazy *** out of bed. Ugh, I hate myself.
I'm making mac and cheese. My alarm dinged that the pasta was ready. Its sitting in front of me, delicious. and it makes me feel more guilty. I skipped church, it screams at me. I'm in my jean shorts and a shirt, and they are screaming at me "you skipped church" and my bible is on the coffee table, unopened, untouched. Its screams at me.
I hate myself.
Shae
Iam a heathen. I skipped church, for the second week in a row, because I was a TWINGE too tired to get my lazy *** out of bed. Ugh, I hate myself.
I'm making mac and cheese. My alarm dinged that the pasta was ready. Its sitting in front of me, delicious. and it makes me feel more guilty. I skipped church, it screams at me. I'm in my jean shorts and a shirt, and they are screaming at me "you skipped church" and my bible is on the coffee table, unopened, untouched. Its screams at me.
I hate myself.
Shae
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