Today
2 drops 314
1 spray 301 --don’t have much left
1 spray p75 10 mcg
1 spray IS 4x
It’s much colder now. the woman who I always pass every day and has shown a lot of IOI has been more wary of me. I don’t know if the past week of high none testing has confused her, pissed her off or all of the above.
Looking back, the mixes I have worn this summer have not been very none heavy.
A coworker I’ve known for a long time jokes with me. She had mistakenly called me by my last name in an email. I teased her about it. She says my last name and I call out her last name as well in a low dramatic drawn out voice.
She then gives me a high five that was not a slap but almost like a light touch that almost turned into a caress.
Did a spray of a1 mix later. This has a p83 p96 IH IO mix in it.
Went to chinese for lunch. The elderly woman waiting to seat us gives me a huge smile. B commented on that. The woman had given me a huge smile last time I was there as well. This is probably the 314.
Conversation with my friend and B was very childish today. A lot of nuh uh and uh huh. My friend is a friendly antagonist who borders on obnoxiousness.
A side note- I forgot to include this in last friday’s journal. My friend and another coworker don’t see eye to eye. We actually sat down and worked together to figure out a couple of issues. My friend who normally is reluctant to be in the same room as the other coworker sat down and we figured it out.
This was about 7 hours after this application
2 drops 314
2 sprays ammo
1 spray p75
1 spray p130
2 sprays p96
I should remember not to forget interactions with other men.
After work I head to the store.
1 spray 390
1 spray p130
and 1 spray of a mystery bottle.
Geezus I have a ton of togos where I only have a slight clue what’s in them. I need to get a label maker. I have a “marking system”- most of them are probably an a1 mix of some sorts- but if i pick up a togo, unless I had marked it uniquely I have no idea whats in it.
My guess is it was a togo of p96 that I put together.
Either that or the p93 mix I made. >.>
Went to the store for cigarettes. Vest girl sees me and comes down from the command center.
She isn’t wearing the vest and talks about how she’s being a rebel. I tell her it’s because she just wanted to take it off.
She said she even had her shirt untucked.
I tell her so she’s the one in charge. What an example! I tease her by pointing out her friend is more neatly dressed than she is.
She starts to be a bit dramatic and starts to say she needs to tuck her shirt in and she’s got to go change so she can neaten up. She had this wideeyed look when she was telling me this and immediately retreated back up to the command center while trying to tuck her shirt in.
I have to laugh. I wonder if this is because of the amount of erone I had on- residual 314. No idea if I crashed and burned on this. Perhaps I should have played into her dream of being a rebel instead of the tease about her willful sloppiness.
I go to get dinner. I see the young girl whos waited on me this summer a lot and smile. I get an immediate brush of the hair as she smiles back. Don’t think I was in range yet.
The elderly cashier laughs when I made some stupid joke about how its too hot out and I’m glad I have my iced coffee. She said everyone else is complaining about how cold it is now.
I go to eat and an employee on break sits at the table opposite me and she’s facing me. During the whole time she seems to mirror me. When I look to a direction I catch her looking there too as well. Somehow I think the mystery bottle is my p93 mix.
I’ll have to test the bottle again.