They Try To Keep You Down, But There's No Denying You're A Champion.

I was taking notes at work about a lot of things that I wanted to write about, but there isn't much that I can actually make out at the moment. I wrote a little more messy than I normally do, mostly so my managers wouldn't pick my papers up and try to read them.

What I can make out are my thoughts about boobs. :|

Amazing that.

Whenever I'm at work, it's inevitable that at least FIVE really hot women will come in wearing low-cut shirts. I noticed on Thursday that I GAWK when I see the cleavage. Not only that, I usually end up winking at them as well. When I realized what I was doing I just stood there at my register with my mouth hanging open, finding myself rather concerned that they might notice the way I don't look them in the eye.

Then I thought to myself that if they didn't want people to look they wouldn't be dressing like that. :| Not to mention the fact that they all seem rather receptive when I lay on the charm. I suppose it's not such a bad thing, I imagine it makes me that much more memorable and they always leave with smiles on their faces~.

From my notes I can only get a few more words, none of which make sense. The highlight being the single word diaperman.  I'm also wondering what I was thinking when I wrote down lollipops on the top of the page.

Also.

Sugar Pie. Tatertots.

ihu and ilu at the same time. I should have never gotten curious and clicked the links you were sending.  I should have never watched those episodes. Not the first time or the second time. >:<