I want something comforting for lunch, which I know it wrong. I have a healthy choice soup that I could sip on. Which does not seem appealing in the least.
Work is boring. No one is here except for me and the volunteer. Time is going by so slow. I have decided after work to throw myself into cleaning my office and some paper work. The weekend should be fun. I decided not to go to taste of Atlanta. The drive, crowd, and effort to act like I am enjoying myself would be too much.
I am talking to this guy on the internet. Which is going okay. I think he might want to date but I don’t want to date him. Not to mention he needs a green card. He makes me feel good but there is not future in it.