Today R got back from back east and told me all about how his #1 crush and best friend, whom he had been visiting there, got mad at him and took off a day early. I remember the chick because he's always talked about her, and her nice boobs, and how she's going to graduate school for microbiology or something smartish and how he actually cried b/c he wanted her but she was with a psycho boyfriend. He said spending several days in a row with her revealed her true colours. Must have been disappointing.

Went to orientation for new job. Came back elated. Talked to some friends about it. Less elated now. Apparently 'everyone and their donkey' works there, and I will 'soon realize its a house of cyborgs and the pay isn't all that great.' Oh well the rose coloured glasses are still fairly on, and I've been tinkering with my calculator imagining what the money will buy. x_x

Semi-reluctantly met H downtown. Sat and talked at Sunset Park beach, purposely not looking at him. Also did not touch him. Though he touched me a lot. Told him I was miffed about the $100 tab of the trip, when he said it would be under $20. I still suspect he took me to help cut costs. He's about as broke as me. We had to sit near the parking lot and not go to the water, because he didn't want to pay for parking. I feel smugly satisfied for acting like a lump of mud.

Tomorrow is the fashion show. A few other aquaintances will be there, so thats nice. Makeup application starts at 12 pm and the show is at 8. She told me that last night; originally I thought I had to be at the show around 8. Thank goodness my orientation was today and I don't have to work tomorrow!! It seems like all these people in the nightlife/fashion/promoting industries never plan ahead or give notice. I like spontaneity but there are good and bad forms of it.