h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

The other night I had another dream about Heather. This time, we were being intimiate. There wasn't anything else to it other than that, and I remember being extremely happy. This dream comes at a time when Heather doesn't have time for me, as her finals and job interviews and other stuff are all coming to a head. Perhaps in a couple of weeks we can be together.

Of course, my hedge against that not happening is Checkout Girl. A couple weeks after I mapped out my strategy, I happened to show up while she was on a smoke break outside. She was with someone who looked like a boyfriend, although it could have just been a friend. In any case, I decided that it was a lost cause and didn't show up for a month or so.

Oddly enough, I did go one Friday evening when I didn't expect to see her there. I cruised the lines as usual to see if she was working (she wasn't) and settled on the shortest line. Strange thing was that when I got to the front of the line, she seemed to magically appear out of nowhere. I presume that she had to talk to the person working the line about something, but perhaps she saw me and decided to come out and have a look.

Last week I happened to go through her line. This time, right before Checkout Girl rang my stuff up, a lady came up behind her and demanded her attention regarding some cat food that she wanted to return. Once the lady was gone, Checkout Girl turned to me and mouthed the word "B---h." I take this to mean that she feels comfortable enough around me to let me in on what she's thinking. And then, when she totaled up my purchases, she rounded down to the nearest dollar and gave me my money back, rather than breaking the five dollar bill that I had. As I was leaving, she gave me a big smile.

Is this the sign that I need to proceed with the rest of the plan? Perhaps. Am I going to do anything besides think and fantasize? I dunno. I'm still kind of nervous about breaking the employee/customer relationship to try for something more, especially if there are people in line behind me to watch it all go down.

In other news, the house situation has gotten a lot better. With more roommates (two other guys as well as the married couple), the feeling is much more balanced than before, when it seemed like it was me vs. them. Everyone besides me in the house smokes, but it doesn't seem like there's much of a problem with smoke in the house. The big dumb roommate got drunk again last Saturday, and I remembered why I wasn't getting along with him in the first place. However, I just waited that out rather than doing something that would have lasting effects.