Party Tickets And Thoughts On Kissing

Keith Calls About Tickets

Beautiful a day it is, outside, such a calm of blue and myself inside, but to look at that beautiful view. Nevertheless, Keith just gave me a call a few seconds ago and told me that he would be heading out to see Ace at work and invited me with him. From his words I learnt that Ace had four tickets prepared for me, Binh, Tyler and Keith and what I can’t get is how Keith got a whiff of the plans. Keith wanted to go see Ace at work because he thought Ace wouldn’t show up with the tickets and all would be lost.

However, I think Keith’s only doing that because he’s being so pushy about the tickets and Ace only asked him to come along because he’d heard of the plans. Originally it was supposed to be three of us which would have been great but now the usurper has laid claim to the prestigious night. So in an hour of writing in this diary Keith will come pick me up and then we’ll be off to badger Ace and pick up Keith’s television from the wretched foul of a beast.

Where She Went Thursday

Speaking more on behalf of the wretched Lyssa I have some half- stale bread thoughts mustering. Firstly, how Lyssa told me she went out on Thursday night and uttered “Why do you need to know who it is” when I asked that very question, I think that she was going out with Ralf. To further that story I feel that she was saving money to go out with him to dinner incase she had to pay and that’s why Lyssa wasn’t forward with giving me money for the television.

Lyssa probably lied about having no keycard or money when I visited her at lunch but I also think that she wanted to wait to see how much money she would spend on her dinner before considering giving me money. Also, when I asked Lyssa to have the person drive her to my house so she could drop off the money she argued “Why would I have this person drive to your house,” which made me believe it was Ralf or Penelope.

An Anniversary Best Forgotten

This month, furthest from my mind is the now infamous night of when Lyssa and I got together and had our first kiss to seal our relationship, June 21st. When that day comes in two weeks and two days I will care not to remember it but look down upon it. Nevertheless, that day was a great day for me when Lyssa and I got together and I started in my first real long-lasting relationship but what ensued in the stages of breaking up and hereto have been worthless of memory.

Kissing Lyssa And Jewell

Speaking of kissing, I believe that there was a distinctive difference between Lyssa and Jewell in which everyone else I dated fell into one of those categories. Both the kisses from my lips would have managed the same momentum but it was the mentality behind them that differed so. With Lyssa, it always felt right to kiss but it was more of a blasé expedition. There was magic there at the start with our kisses but the fact that there was no mystery, holding back or turn off button to our kissing made it too practical.

Maybe that’s why Lyssa and I stopped kissing into the later months of our relationship, we started to get tired of the cliché moment. Then there was the kissing of Jewell which when done was so pure, always put a smile on my face and never got old. It was as if magic was in the air when we kissed and the fact that there was uncertainty about us made it all the more real.

With Jewell, I took kissing for granted and I figured that when we finally had our first kiss it would be alright to kiss after that. If ever I do go back out with Jewell I won’t take much for granted. The art of kissing would be a magical and inspirational moment, one that I won’t immerse with my will to exceed. Nor will I make a meal with phone calls to Jewell everyday as this will soak her into the confusion that made our last relationship.

Tickets And A Car Wash

Saturday 2:03 p.m.

Heading now oh so quick to chronology of Friday night I must recite without description as tonight will be immense and tomorrow will just have too much overflow of a good night. In these last few hours I was rushed off my computer because I had to step out with Keith in which we visited Lyssa’s house to take back his television.

We collected our tickets from Ace, washed his car at the car-wash and then visited Binh at his bakery. All that in a couple of hours plus acquiring myself a weekly ticket from Macarthur Square early and chatting to Ralf whilst Keith was getting his car washed. Now let me quickly get to the chronology of Friday before Jett comes over in ten minutes.

A Hungry Friday

Waking up at my usual time of 5:50 a.m. I had a rather comfortable morning of waking myself up with a shower, something to eat and a warm heater to calm my room. Putting on my suit jacket I headed out the door with ten minutes to make it to my bus stop, knowing I only had enough money to pay for the bus and none to buy something to eat for the day.

Therefore, because I could only get $2 from my mum in the morning it didn’t leave me much for food and I saw Friday as the first day of my new job in which I went hungry. However, unlike other jobs I’ve worked at we had a kitchen and I was freely able to get myself a drink, make tea or coffee or even munch on some biscuits as I did on Wednesday. However, there wasn’t any food available for me but it didn’t bother me much through the day as I had a bit of a meal before leaving for work.

Temps Leaving The Office

The temps at my work are starting to stride into disappearance and I find that in my legal department, the temps are the most flamboyant people. For example, Fitzroy is leaving after this week concludes and judging by his exuberant attitude which was making me laugh all day, it will be a more subdued atmosphere once he’s gone.

Maren also left on Friday, it was her last day and now I can no longer look at her sexy and expeditious ass when she bends over to chat with Fitzroy. I found out that temps stick together because Fitzroy, Esme and Maren all went out on the weekend and they also knew each other. Esme will be staying on for a while longer but that doesn’t really do anything for me because Esme is quiet, keeps to herself and that’s that.

Ladies On Other Floors

Then when we speak of ladies who will always be there, mostly they aren’t in our legal department but on other floors. For example, there is a lady downstairs on level one who works for Greta and I think she is the hottest, most sophisticated looking Secretary. Her name being Cassidy, she has blonde hair back in a braid, clear glasses and the professional looking clothes that also make her slim appearance really shine through as a masterful lady.

Then there is Kelsey who sits in view of me and is never at her desk. Asking Thalia the reason behind this mystery I found out that Kelsey was actually a law clerk which meant she had to be in court all the time to hear court proceedings and so forth.