2005-12-16
2:16 p.m.

Ah, nothing brings out my latent Can@dian patriotism like a snowstorm. On my way to work I caught one falling lady, and pushed two cars out of the road into parking lots. The walk to work was slow and slippery, and the city ceased to exist three blocks in any direction. My work building was obscured from floor 6 and up, and the place was empty as most car drivers didn’t care for the commute this morning.

Speaking of the office, seems rumours are afloat about me and someone else here. Funny, no men are allowed to be friends with the pretty single woman here. Either you are out to “bag her” (sales guy lingo) or are gay apparently. Annoying thing is, this will get back to Br@ndi, and I know she will be a bit put off. And then awkwardness ensues, lunch is taken separately, and the office will all tiptoe knowing full well they caused the whole situation to begin with!

Huff….puff….huff….puff

I’m feeling kind of cozy in my little pod right now. Just missing the fireplace, a good book, and an Irish coffee to be perfect.

Ah yes, I also wanted to complain about the rumour mill outside the office…although it has reached me here as well. Seems the person I am rumoured to be with here is living with an acquaintance of mine. Really, barely an acquaintance, friend of my old roommates exgirlfriend really. We met at a couple of parties and have had four conversations in about four years. But, she told the work friend “not to get involved with me” as it seems I have garnered a reputation. Loose lips sink Socks apparently. Funny, I have a five-month span where I went on five dates, and in almost each case, the woman chose to not see me again. Once I thought things were not right, and the woman agreed…but because my roommate at the time and his girlfriend pinned me as a womanizer, now I am “not a good person to get involved with.” The last rumour about her that I recall was when I mentioned to the roommate that I thought she was pretty and interesting, she told him or his girlfriend that I should call her. I just don’t know.

Oh yes, I know I should ignore this stuff, but it hurts and I just can’t. I am just not a big person that way. I wish someone would ask me about what they’ve heard, just fucking once I would like someone to confront me. Worst thing is, my personality is always seen as flirty, which only serves to confirm the rumours. Christ, I am the same way with everyone, I was so shy in high school, that humour and charm was my only way of getting to know people, by seeming harmless and fun.

But, Br@andi loves me and shows me all the time how much she cares, I am lucky and I know it. So I guess I can get over it, even if I am petty and small.

Anyway, the office might close early and I will find myself at home or shopping for the last of the gifts for people. Chinatown or the Japanese $2 store are the best places for all of your holiday gift needs.

A-S