May 24, 1994 - Tuesday - Missing Shari already...

I have a stupid little throat cold that gave me a headache and
laryngitis all day long. That was a bitch because I wasn't really in
the mood to flirt or anything.

I started out on button and once had this cute girl asking if
she could push it. I told her no because she's not trained on holding
up her thumb so she practiced with me which was kind of funny. Lisa
and Shannon were unloading and I thought it was cool to be seen
flirting in front of them but I didn't look to see what their
reactions were. There was another girl whom I could tell was looking
at me but was too shy to flirt outright. I started saying hi to her
and was opposite them later on the Skyride when she saw me and
exclaimed that, "There's the guy from Kumba!" There was another group
of three girls. One said hi and the other said that they wanted my
body which was cute.

I flirted with Angie down in the photo shop from height stick
which is cool. I just keep remembering how they eventually told me
how they liked me last year and wonder if it might reoccur. I also
was talking to a really cute little ten year old all about boys and
everything while her friend rode over and over again. It was really
cute and I was thinking about Cathleen the entire time. The girl told
me she has dated a boy who is twelve and one sixteen (pathetic!) and
was telling me all about her problems. It was really funny.

I was later talking to Shannon and asked and found out that her
little girl's name is Lauren which is very pretty. I realized I
should ask after finding out about Lisa from merchandising's baby
boy, Angelo. I also talked to Lisa, Shannon's friend kind of quickly
a few times and it sucked that I couldn't talk and yell across the
platform.

I have Meatloaf's Anything For Love song playing on the CD right
now and it has reminded me about Shar¡. Although this might not be
all together true, it just it's a very empty feeling to realize that
any chance with Shar¡ has been obliterated by her disappearance. It
completely closes the door on any trickle of feelings that still may
have existed for her. It also feels weird right now for me to look at
the pictures and it's been a while since I've had any desire to read
any of her letters. I like to do so to realize that every once in a
while I am actually accepted and wanted but it just makes me feel so
strange right now.