I've learned that If I keep the hair short & curly and wear big round earrings the chin looks better.I've learned that If I keep the hair short & curly and wear big round earrings the chin looks better. Even Chuck has noticed...I'm only five-eight, and I _won't_ tell you my weight-- I try to lose some every now and then, but it's hopeless, even with the damned cigarettes; and now my face is starting to crinkle a bit round the eyes. But my general shape, excepting the extra on the hips, is pretty good. What I have up front is my best feature; if Chuck and I ever went anywhere, _and_ if he'd allow it, I'd go in a strapless low-cut gown and knock 'em dead. I wear a Walkman when I'm doing data entry and listen to the old dreamy songs--Blue Velvet, If Loving You Is Wrong, Outside Looking In--and lately the guy I see in my head dancing with me to the oldies is Tom. So here's this attractive guy, a little taller than me, gentlemanly, kindest eyes I've ever seen, holds open doors for you (I still believe in chivalry), thinks of everyone's birthday, & sings quietly to himself while he works--nice voice--sits ten feet away, and I want to touch him, and can't _and_ I'm his immediate supervisor. Gotta think of something. 12/10 I thought of something. Not much: Tom is into goodies, so I lend him money for the snack machines downstairs. He always pays back the very next day, darn him, but I've got him trained to find the change in a little red pill box in my upper right-hand drawer. I can leave him a note! But it has to be something he wouldn't be offended by, or that Chuck can't figure out. What could that be? I'm getting the shakes just thinking about it. If he steps over here right now I'll probably spill my coffee! No, no notes. Risky. 12/12 I lay awake thinking about it all night. Diary, I have it! He's a computer whiz. |