Diana's Diarya vault of venting anda mausoleum of musings (not to mention, an abode of alliteration)
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2001-08-23 - 9:07 p.m. Sometimes, I Think The Strangest ThoughtsThe people in my office are very big on food. Every couple of days, someone will bring in something, leave it on the counter in the kitchen area, and everyone will pig out. Watching our IS guy bounce around the office this morning, I wondered what would happen if I brought in something that was laced with...shall we say, something illegal. Not that I would do that, but it was a funny mental picture, to imagine my entire office cracked out. I know, that was random. I had dinner with JB and Cam tonight. Cam is an interesting fellow. Someitmes I have a ver hard time believing that he and Ex were friends. Then again, I think Cam has a hard time believing that Ex and I ever dated. So I guess it evens out. JB and Willow are having JB and Willow issues again. Have I mentioned lately how sick of that I am? It all boils down to trust. You gotta be able to trust your friends. Uh...perhaps it's best if I don't think about that last statement too carefully. Better: you've got to be able to accept your friends. Yeah. That's it. A friend is someone who will stick by you, even when they don't always agree with you. Or something. I don't know. It was a long day. -Diana, signing off �
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