Memory: Begin

Seeing as my memory is getting to the point that I have to keep notes on everything so I don't fuck up people's accounts, I'm going to start a journal so I don't start fucking up relationships.

MORNING:

Beth met me for coffee before work. We usually drink at the starbucks on broadway before heading to the hospital. She works as a receptionist in the E.R. and I work in accounting. It's absurdly boring usually. Sometimes I have to break some customer's heart concerning debt but usually it's just boring. Even some of the customers I have to work bills out with are boring. Just the ones who understandably can't afford absolutely needed health care and aren't very good at interracting with people entertain me.

We bumped into Alisha on the way to clock in. She's a good friend of ours. We talked for a bit about plans for saturday. Pretty exciting. Supposed to meet a couple friends of hers.

For anyone who doesn't know me and is unfortunate enough to stumble upon this, My name is James and Beth is my girlfriend. We've been dating for quite a while now. Pretty happy with her. Not often you find someone who looks elegant in scrubs and dresses in black looking sexy as hell, listens to great music (Nine Inch Nails, Marilyn Manson, Tool, Cold, Orgy, Alice in Chains, etc) and .... other wonderous traits. Love her.

Honestly, nothing eventful has really happened today. I might make some random posts concerning stories I would like to remember, though. Might even throw some fictional stories up for fun.