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[Jan. 20th, 2008|01:20 pm]
Major Stephenson
He came in again last night at work. Kevin-the twenty-year old navy guy with a tattoo on his left forearm in remembrance to his best friend tha passed away when he was 17 who came in to Starbucks the first night wearing his uniform and caused a crush to form.

As you can see I have a very deep attraction to him. This is the third time that I have seen him at work and sure enough each time I blush like a little school girl. I did say that it has been awhile since i've had a crush and that I wanted one. I just didn't expect for it to happen so randomly.

ALready I'm going through the thoughts in my head to get over this crush. I'm finding having one is useless because I fall for the straight guys. They are really nice, but it's not going anywhere. They prefer to have relationships with girls and I don't want to be hung-up over something that would not even start or go anywhere.

He's a really sweet guy, mature, supports himself, knows what he is doing with his life, stable, cute, beautiful smile and can hold a nice quick conversation. And that's on top of the fact that he bought himself a new truck that is totally nice. I want one...of him!

Well, there is nothing wrong with having a crush. I'm not coming strongly off on him. I just ask a few questions here and there for the times he does come in, the everyday way of getting to know someone.

He is cute though...pretty smile. How I would love to kiss those lips and penetrate his mind.

My aunt's car was stolen this morning. It really sucks because she is has been way to caring for this to happen to her. It shouldn't happen at all. People can be true dicks and this is a perfect example of that.

Its is a sad thing because Veronica, the name of the car that was stolen (I named her that after my favorite show Veronica Mars), is a nice ride.

I hope they find the car back.

Well, as of now I am getting ready to travel down to Orlando to celebrate Melody's birthday. We're going out when the clock hits midnight. Of course I will be drunk before hand because Melody has reigned Joel as person to see that I am drunk by the time she is finished with the wedding (Her friend Amanda is getting married and it is one of those cliche weddings for the simple fact she had it at Disney World).

I have washed my face, semi-dewrinkled my shirt, washed my hair and almost prepared myself mentally. All will hopefully go well.
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