DAH DAH DAAAAAH!
I’ve tried two different microwaves, two different locations. No luck. So I bought this little Special K bar and some Baked Lays. But I really don’t want them, am not eating them.
Just don’t want anything.
I wasted half my break trying to find something I did want.
You know what I realized? It’s not just Angelo. They all kind of pamper me. The boys do, too.
Do I put out “protect me” vibes?
They’re not like that with Nina. They weren’t with Marla.
At first I thought it was because I was on light duty, but no. That was an excuse I was using.
No, it’s something I’m putting out there.
And I call myself a feminist.
I just don’t want to be mistaken for helpless. I’m not. I can do things.
I do have limitations, though. I guess everyone does.
I’m having a weird day.
I haven’t seen Evan. I wonder if he’s even here. I want to ask him what he thinks I said yesterday.