I look generally attractive right now I think.  Gray pants, black collar shirt, and I finally got my hair cut last week.  I wanted to take a picture and post it, but I don't have a camera.  I'll have to go buy an instant one sometime.  I'll never look like this again, though, I figure.  I'd ask my father to take a picture of me, but that's too bizarre and I'd feel too awkward asking things like that of him.  It's cold out today, like a fall day.  Cloudy, rainy, windy.  I hate it when I drive, but I love it when I'm inside.  The cold outside and warm inside does something to my skin, it feels warm internally, but cold externally.  There's nothing like it-it tingles a bit.  I'd like to stay up late, watch a nice movie, and warm myself with the blankets from my bed.  But I have work tomorrow and thus nothing will happen.  I hate work, it's the most boring and intimidating thing in the world.  I can't do half the things they want me to.  I've failed before, but never really had to be yelled at by a 'boss' or something.  I wonder if that will happen... I walked around to a meeting today with a girl.  She's another intern in the same department, but different subsection.  She talked to me, which is odd.  She's pretty, no denying that.  I doubt she enjoyed talking to me.  My babble is pretty absurd sometimes, even to me.  I doubt we have much in common.  However, I'm glad she braved my mind-numbing personality though.  That meeting would have been pretty unbearable if she wasn't there I think.  We were walking outside for a bit, from one complex to the other and it was cold, wet, gray, windy.  She didn't like it.  I felt it was ok, I would have enjoyed it better by myself, probably.  Who knows for sure.  It reminded me of times during the fall and winter I'd hang out with Lyn at his house.  Those were quite fun times, my somewhat mischevious early teenagerdom.  I should call him again or something of that nature.  It began hailing when we got back inside.  Overall, not a bad combination for a 'bad' weather day I suppose. Almost crashed the car on the way home.  Didn't get lost on the way home...wonder which is worse, lost or crashing.