2003-03-25 - 3:25 p.m.
I really do love squirrels. It was a tossup between the hamster and the squirrel diaryring, but honestly, squrrels have got my heart. I have had about 10 pet hamsters in my life, and no pet squirrels, and frankly I wouldn't want one. But they do make me laugh. So much. They make me happy. isn't that enough? Sometimes when I'm with people, I'm like, "Dude! Look at that squirrel. just look at how fucking funny he is. Oh, man, I love squirrels so much." And they don't get it. Or, I will see a glimmer of understanding in their eye, but not really any love. There have been many times when i was feeling sad that a squirrel cheered me up. This one is for all the squirrels out there. You are beautiful.
I am at work, and I couldn't stand them finding me writing in this diary about squirrels, so I have to go. I'm 23 now, my birthday was last weekend. I have no new dates to report. A few boys have asked for my number, and I've given them the real thing. But I didn't much like them. And they never called. One isa friend of a friend who is handsome and has a big head, but apparently hits on everyone who is mildly pretty so I am not too flattered. And he is pretentious and that is one of the many character traits for which I will not stand. The other is an Aussie I had over to our house once, after we met him in a bar. We didn't do it, and in fact, I thought he was gay, but he did give me a massage. He is a professional. Anyhow, I saw him again the other night, and he was totally straight and hot. He's half Indian. But he may be a sleazy liar, so we'll see.
