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Dear Diary,
First day of the diet, slight feeling of dja vou but that quickly subsided.
Ate a nutri-grain bar. Actually I couldn't decide which flavour to choose so I ate one of each, that totalling three. Had a drink of coffee to help keep the brain functioning.
Despite dashing off to work I arrived late so I decided to check to see if the shoes IĠd ordered had arrived. Approached the main desk t o find that Julia the bitch was on the main desk. I reminded myself that she had my stuff so I better try to be polite,
"Hello Julia, you look a bit rough, didn't sleep well?"
*smiling* "You might put it that way. Will kept me up all night."
I couldn't belive it, the whore had managed to seduce my ex with positive impunity. I couldn't find any sense in it, he had after all been falling over me the day before. I didn't even know why it bothered me, I had found Will such an annoyance up to now. Who did he think he was?
Turned out the little slut had sent my parcel down to archives, she must of known it wasn't even remotly work related and was just trying to get to me. I arrived to find the guy in archives looking through a low file and displaying a not so unpleasant rear, I coughed and he shot up. After quickly finding my parcel whilst I worried about what it was he wanted to see me about this lunch. He seemed very quiet and I was getting more agitated by the minute.
The morning passed slowly as I worried about lunch. I mean what could he possibly want? I didn't remember doing anything that would have warranted this amount of untoward attention. Eventually lunch rolled round and I went off to meet the Head of Archives (who I had found out was called Johnathan Hammond earier that morning) in the lobby. He said hello and lead me to a french resteraunt down the road. In a rarely seen complete reversal of events it turned out that he really liked me and wanted to get to know me better. I breathed a silent sigh. Then started to worry about how I looked, had my mascara smudged? The nervous feeling I'd just lost resurfaced spectacularly. Fortunatly Johnathan turned out to be the one thing I'd been lacking lately; good company, and I quickly calmed. Before I knew it the hour was up and I departed with a glow of good feeling around me. Then I realised what I'd eaten and how the diet had yet again failed. But I didn't care.
The rest of the day passed quickly though I still had a nagging feeling in the back of my head that told me I wasn't exactly happy about Will. This wasn't helped by the fact that I saw Julia go into his office and emerge some minutes later looking decidedly untidy. I ignored the voices in my head and went home to a cat that had no empathy what so ever.
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