...and the startling conclusion!
 Woke up kinda tired this morning, but rushed around getting ready to 
head off to work. Got there and played Kirby's Canvas Curse in the 
cafetaria for a while, then stopped by Erin's desk to talk with her 
before 9:00 came along. She was telling me about how a co-worker of 
her's was getting married in secret that day. They were supposed to get 
married this Saturday, with Erin and others being in the wedding, but 
this co-worker didn't want the family finding out. At first, I had 
concerns over who "the family" was, as, rumor has it, the groom is a 
gang member (I can only image how dangerous "Speak now, or forever hold 
your piece" could have been...) but apparently, it was just her normal 
family. Anyways, they were planning on doing it in secret that day at a 
justice of the peace instead.
An envelope was passed 
around taking money for a good-bye gift/cake/etc. for the girl I kinda 
liked, who will be leaving next week (she's out on vacation until 
Monday,) so I went to Erin to ask how much is good to put in. She said 
probably around $2, but I stuck in $3. What can I say, she was nice, I 
liked her, and it's sad she's going. It was a nice thing to do, I 
think...
Afterwards, I asked if Erin had heard from the
 other co-worker about the wedding, and she said no, since he hadn't 
come in. I figured it would be an afternoon wedding, and she'd have left
 for the second half of the day, but nah, she didn't come in. Being that
 Erin, the girl I kinda liked, and the co-worker who's getting married 
would spend their lunch breaks walking around outside, I knew Erin would
 have nobody to walk with, so I asked her if she wanted to hang out with
 me on lunch, I'd take a walk with her.
So lunch came, 
and we went outside and walked around the garage, as we talked about 
things I'm not really going to get into here. Ah, the sun, I don't often
 see you... Brave Helios, wake up your steeds, bring us the warmth the 
countryside needs! Anyways, I enjoyed it, I liked talking to and hanging
 out with her. Hopefully we'll do it again sometime. Afterwards, we 
headed back to the office, and I talked to her a bit at her desk, about 
astrology and various other stuff. Since I didn't really
 take a break in the morning, I kinda allowed that to extend my lunch 
break for a little while. She said not to worry about the time, as most 
of the office spends a lot of time chit-chatting. She's starting to be a
 bad influence on me, I think. Hehehe. 
Afterwards,
 I headed back to my desk and looked around for my supervisor so I could
 get more work. She was nowhere to be found, and I got sucked into a 
conversation with Edgar again. I swear, he's starting to get me to 
loosen up or something, I wasn't as...restrained as I normally am...I'm a
 tad worried...
Eventually one of the higher-ups saw me
 and asked if I needed work, and I said yeah, I was looking for my 
supervisor to get some, but she's not at my desk. So she walked me down 
to a different supervisor and asked about work for me, then turned back 
and headed back to my supervisor's desk. I began following her, when 
Erin saw me and asked if I was wandering around. I began telling her 
what was going on, when the higher-up called me over, and perhaps it's 
just a little paranoia, but I swear I detected a bit of disapproval in 
her voice when she said my name the second time...
After
 that, I started on my work, when a co-worker approached me for help as 
to how to do something in Word. So as I was showing her that, I received
 a phonecall telling me that they finally received my ID Card, and for 
me to stop down and pick it up. I did not realize they wanted me to go 
at that moment, so I continued 
helping the co-worker, when eventually a man stopped by and dropped off 
my ID Card. When I got back to my desk, I found an E-Mail from Erin 
asking what time I go on my second break, and if I wanted to join her 
for it, so I said sure.
As it turns out, her boyfriend 
showed up at her desk soon after I replied, so he ended up walking with 
us. Walking with her on afternoon break is like, something he's never 
done but once before apparently. But she was very happy, and they made 
plans for a vacation next weekend. But we walked off to the roof and I 
listened to them talk for a while before we all headed back to the 
office. I headed back to my desk, finished off my work, and then stopped
 by Erin's desk before the day ended to say goodnight. She was planning 
on splitting out a bit early, meet up with a few friends for coffee, 
which is something she hasn't done in like a year (or was that drink coffee? I'm tired now, I can't remeeeeeeeeember.)
I haven't been out to a coffee place in 
like...almost 10 years. But, that's another story for another time. I 
actually wrote about that in Entry 24 of my old hard-covered journal. I 
started writing the Journal back in late Spring of 1995. Ryan, Don and I
 had gone to see "The Basketball Diaries" (a movie starring Leo DiCarpio
 as Jim Carroll, the musician who wrote that song "People Who Died". -- I
 was a fan of his music long before the movie, btw.)
Ryan
 was a friend from school, very quiet, extremely artistic. My artwork 
looks like it was done by a child compared to Ryan's talents. He was 
part of the circle of friends that included Ethan (who set me up with 
Heather, and Norton who was just completely off his rocker for most of 
the time I knew him.)
Don was our English/Music 
teacher. He was lead singer and guitarist in a local band (I have their 
CD, heh,) and the one who started teaching me how to play guitar in 
music class. He was very liberal, and one who could never accept that I 
was a conservative, since I do not behave like one (long hair, white 
stripe, rock T-Shirts, rebellious, music stylings, some of my views, 
etc.) I'm not a typical conservative, very unconventional. It just 
totally blew his mind. But anyways, him, Ryan and I hung out a bit.
So
 one night the three of us went and saw the Basketball Diaries, and then
 headed back to his house, where he hung out on his roof with a couple 
of others (his roommate, brother, and the guy who would later become my 
English teacher once I was in 12th grade (Don was leaving at the end of 
the school year to teach children in some foreign nation as part of some
 kind of peace corp. or something.)) During the end-of-year field trip 
to Canada, I happened upon Ryan as he was writing in his journal which 
the movie had inspired him to do, so I started one as well. 
 
      
      


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