Anyway, I must not look well, because aside from the normal stuff like people telling me to smile or sarcastically to not have too much fun, they have been saying I'm not being myself or asking me if I'm alright. Mark came back from Las Vegas because he didn't like "that dirty city". He has been all across the United States and he said that it's all right here (Oregon). He asked me if I have a girlfriend yet and asked me if I was still talking to people online. I said I didn't have one, but was still talking to people online, and he said that there are plenty of girls here and for some reason, both he and Ami explicitly told me not to go for New York girls. She said New York guys are the worst (she tried to go out with one online and when she met him, he was a total nerd and afraid of bugs) so she concluded that New York girls couldn't be much better. Well, I beg to differ. I know a great one. Anyway, Mark asked me if I've been smoking, because I look high. On the night when I stayed until 1am pushing carts, Chris saw me when I had just pushed a row inside and he stopped and looked at me a few seconds and asked me if I was alright. I said I was. He asked me if I was sure. I told him I was just tired (though I really didn't feel tired, it was the best thing I could think of). I wonder how I look, because I don't feel bad. I just got my hair cut yesterday, though, and people have been saying it looks good. I took a chance and wore my tank top, which is against dress code, and to my delight, Chris, Rick, Pat, and Bet, who are all managers, saw me and said nothing. Randy came by to drop off my Faxanadu game for NES (first Nintendo) so I could let Carly's brother, Jason, borrow it. Randy shook his head at my tank top and then recalled that in track when it was getting hotter in the year and some of the guys ran with their shirts off, I would, too, and he would see girls stop and watch me. He would say to himself "it's just Jason". Colin, who was the only one faster at short sprinting than me, told me one time that I've been getting the girls' attention. Lol, well whatever, none of them came and talked to me, so I just left it alone. Anyway, Carly's brother came in the other day and said "hi" to me. He was with his girlfriend and they had just been to more video game stores looking for Faxanadu with no luck. I know he's been looking for that game for a long time now and it's rare. I have it, but Randy's been borrowing it. I told him my NES is broken and I'm just holding onto the game because it's the only rare game I have, but I offered to let him borrow it. He asked if I might want to sell it, but I don't. So Randy brought it over and I was going to give it to Carly, but she left too soon, so I gave it to Steven in the hopes he would do something with her after work. Even if he didn't, at least he'll see her before I do, and more often, so he can give it to her.