Cue the anxiety

*I just got off the phone with Fordham and for once, was given a different answer. I was told a decision HAS been made and will be mailed out today. Glory Glory Hallelujah! So I am guessing from Nyc to Orlando, maybe I will get it Monday or Tuesday- perfectly marking the 11th week I've been waiting since I submitted my application. Now I am actually kind of regretful that you all know about this because if I dont get in that would be a really sucky post. Thank god I will be home for the whole weekend--far far away from my mailbox.

*Alright. Enough is enough. Today again, like many times before, I was in an elevator with a terribly good looking guy with absolutely nothing to say to him. I am definitely flirting impaired. I dont understand how some people do it, but when I try I feel like it "looks" like I am trying. All I had to say is "that's a nice suit", or any other sentence in the english language. I dont know why i get so intimidated. Next time I am in the situation and I dont say something, I'm going to have to start putting $5 in a jar or something, maybe that way I will learn to get some balls.

*Anyone who was concerned about the dog that I mentioned in a previous post that a neighbor kept tied up outside my building, will be happy to know that he was outside yesterday with a new and longer leash, woohoo!

*Oh Great- If someone searches for "Lindsay Lohan Haircolor" on google.com- my site comes up on the first page. I never liked this girl to start with, but after seeing her "Diary" on MTV- it was confirmed that she is a full-fledged snot.

Ok, I admit It

I'm a height snob. There is just no getting around it. So there it is.

I was reading this article yesterday on why girls are passing up shorter guys and it was somewhat intriguing since I have been told by pretty much everyone that I am too picky with guys- especially with height, blah blah. Well I am 5'1- so I know that a 5'10 guy should suffice, but fact of the matter is, it hasn't so far. Its not that I would immediately rule out a shorter guy, but its almost like as soon as I see them or am told they are short- its seems there is a strike against them already. I know, I'm retarded. It doesnt help that my best friend agrees with me either. She is a little shorter than I am and we are both stuck on taller guys- always have been. I think its the whole "basketball player" thing. Ive always liked that physique. I'd pick skinny and toned over shorter and muscular anyday. So anyways- back to the article. They were saying to stop being so snooty about shorter guys because apparently "thats where the power is". Riggght. "Many of these guys are buff and tend to be a lot more muscular than those scrawny streetlamps you've been dating". What if I want a streetlamp? Whats the big deal? I know I am being stupid and superficial, but I cant help what I am attracted to. Maybe I just haven't met a good looking shorter guy that has interested me. I think I have to blame my friends partially for this because for the past 4 years my two closest guy friends have been 6'3 and 6'5. Any guy that stood next to them just didn't seem like a "man"- just seemed like boys (oh god I think I can hear their heads inflating). Its not that I need someone to "take care of me " and "protect me"- Im not sure what it is. I guess its like asking you why you prefer blondes/brunettes- I dont know, you just do.

PS- I emailed the lady back to be nice and asked if maybe she could tell me a little about him. She emailed me back with:

Sure He is 28 about 5' 8 dark hair works at Suntrust Bank as Tech- Very good looking sweet and fun to be around. He is from Ohio he has been here for about 5 or six not sure exactly how long . I can probably get him to send me a picture of him and can you give me some info about you so I can pass to him . Talk to you soon .

This lady is super nice but can't correspond worth a shit. "Hes been here for 5 or 6 "what? Months? Weeks? Years? The fact that he's a "tech" doesnt bode too well either- since I KNOW what 95% of tech guys look like- and its isnt pretty. And I'm sure you noticed he's 5'8. Super.

Dating for Dummies

As if I needed one more weird/uncertain/random thing in my life, now I have to somehow respond to this:

Hello

I don't know if you remember me I showed you my in-laws sofa.I know we just met and you don't have to answer if you don't want . I was wondering if you are dating anyone or if you where looking to date anyone. The reason I ask I have a friend of mine I would like to help him fine someone because he is such a cute, sweet and wonderful guy. And he has been looking for a while. Hope to talk to you soon


Yea. So there is the board at work for people selling stuff and this lady was on it selling her inlaws couch. So a few weeks ago I went and met the lady to look at the couch. Long story short - I didn't buy the couch and I thought I would never see/hear from her again (we work in different buildings). Then I get this email. I guess I should be flattered or whatever, but I am drawing a complete blank as to how to respond. I'm not seeing anyone right now, and to be honest I dont know if Im all that interested in dating anyone- I was just planning on a drunken summer with my friends. Ok ok, Im ahead of myself again. How should I respond? Should I really just not take the chance that this could be a really great guy? I mean with my luck, he is probably gross, or if hes not gross he's some kind of nut- (flashback to Bulgarian dude who just talked about getting drunk 24/7)- oh yea, there have been some winners. The "looking for a while" part of the letter kind of freaks me out because I have never been one to go out searching for Mr. Right, nor do I think that a man would "complete me" and all that nonsense. Has this guy been actively searching with no luck or is this just a wording mistake on her part?

So I dont know. Ive never been a fan of the blind date idea- but I'm almost 25 and I'm starting to think I may not have the luxury of passing up the possibility of a "cute, sweet, wonderful" guy. ugh- no clue what to do. Ideas?

Maybe Today, We Can Put the Past Away

I haven't checked the mail since mid last week and I probably won't for a few more days. Somehow it makes me feel like I have the upper hand.

There is an apartment in my building thats on the ground floor facing the parking lot. The people that live there have this dog that is seriously sooo gorgeous, almost looks like a big stuffed animal. Anyways, they have been leaving him tied up on their patio quite often, which is fine, because their porch doesnt have a screen and I know dogs enjoy being outside. The thing that pisses me off is that they have him tied up with the shortest leash ever and its tied to the handle on the sliding glass door, which is kind of high above his head. The leash is so short that the dog cant even lie down, he has to sit straight up the whole time. I know there isnt really anything I can do about this but it really pisses me off because he looks so uncomfortable. Ive seriously considered buying a longer leash from Petsmart and leaving it on their patio. I wonder if it would do any good.

Anyone have a cd that is pretty old yet you constantly listen to it because it just makes you feel so good? For me that cd is Third Eye Blind's first album. I don't know why but when that cd is playing, all is well with the world.

C'est La Vie

After work I got a new haircut complete with a new haircolor so I'm feeling sassy and good. I'm done whining about school and I'm just going to enjoy the weekend, which shouldn't be hard since we are going to be having perfect weather.

When problems can be solved with some hairdye and a bottle of wine, life is good.

We Built this list on a bunch of craaaapppp

Ok, so I'm feeling it today. I think this is it. Even though my horoscope says tomorrow is my day "of great relief" I'm hoping that its really today. Now I get to sit here until 5 oclock wondering and then have my usual moment of cardiac arrest as I open the mailbox. Cross your fingers.

I somehow managed to set my alarm clock to wake me up with the Disney radio station. I didnt even know they had one. So every morning I wake up to either Hillary Duff, Mandy Moore, or Lindsay Lohan. I keep forgetting to change it and now I am actually starting to like it. I guess there's just something refreshing about innocent lyrics and singers who actually wear clothes in their videos.

I'm sure by now you've all read something on Blender magazine's "50 worst songs ever". Well Blender named the #1 worst song ever "We Built this City". I have to admit it is definitely not one of the best or brightest songs, but "worst song ever" seems a little harsh. Blender described the song as "the truly horrible sound of a band taking the corporate dollar while sneering at those who take the corporate dollar." Yea, but so what? It was the 80's- what happened to music just making you feel good and that being enough? I do agree that there are many bands out there with witty lyrics and brilliance all around, but sometimes you just want something that feels right, even if the lyrics are dumb. Why aren't there more rap songs listed? God knows there are some dumbass lyrics there. Is Britney Spears really not on the list? I mean if we are all getting picky about lyrics, she is a prime contender. I didn't get to view the full list yet, but from what I saw they were on the right track with some songs. I do disagree with a few though. Whitney Houston's "Greatest Love of All" is listed as #22 on the list. Whaaa? That song kicked ass and anyone who was musically inclined in the 80's has to agree that it doesnt belong on a worst songs ever list. Oh, and "The Sounds of Silence" by Simon and Garfunkle?? Please. Their reasoning behind this one is due to a "self important line"--ooOOoooh. God knows no other songs have ever included those. I started to think about what I would have listed as the worst songs ever and it was harder than I thought.

Ok, totally lost my train of thought because some guy in Japan starting im'ing me.

I'll start this list of bad songs off and you fill in the rest...

- "Ladies" by some girl named Sarai- the epitomy of a slutty white girl rapper song
- "How do you talk to an Angel"- by that Jamie Walters fellow
-"Together Forever"- Rick Astley---well lets just say anything by Rick Astley

Someone in this office smells like catfood

Last night while Lisa and I were watching The Real World she got a call on her cell with a number she didnt recognize, but answered it anyways. It turned out to be someone looking for me (I had given her my old cell). Well anyways this someone turned out to be my highschool boyfriend's best friend who I havent talked to, well since highschool. He had apparently just gotten off the phone with my ex and wanted to see how I was. Random.

I have now had the same freaky dream twice since I moved into my new apartment, but hopefully after writing about it now I wont. The dream just kind of starts by my mom waking me up so that I can come see something. She then takes me to this door in my apartment that I had never seen before that leads to an extra bathroom. Cool right? Well maybe if the bathroom didnt have blood stains all over the walls. Yeah. We stand there for a second in the bathroom thinking "oh my god" and then I wake up. Ive had the dream twice and the only difference there has been was that the first time it was my dad and the second time it was my mom. Im not a nutcase at all and have no idea why I am having this dream- but its pretty creepy.

Someone else besides me has finally seen a gator in the lake behind my apartment. For some reason everytime I mention any kind of story involving gators no one seems to believe me. Anyways, the gator which had to have been around 5ft was just swimming around minding his own business. Oh and by the way, for anyone who has heard the story of Ann and I encountering a gator in our old neighborhood, its 100% true.

No letter from Fordham yesterday. Maybe today is the day.

If only I had the money to waste...

Every year more and more gadgets come out on the market, some of which are pretty gay and just excuses for rich people to spend their money on crap and others are actually pretty cool.

I was reading an article on bathroom gadgets and it made me think about how use to our most current advances I am. When I am at an airport, restaurant, hotel, etc it almost seems like second nature to expect that when I get up, the toilet will flush itself; when I place my hands under the faucet, the water will start to run....and now I am kind of getting use to those new soap squirters that you just put your hands under and it squirts out the soap, you know, because pumping would be too hard.

Well now it looks like all of these things are being made available to you in the comfort of your very own bathroom at home, of course if you have the dollars to back it up.

Double Head Shower- Who wants one head when you can have 2? Especially when they rotate and alternate pulsating spray patterns. Are we still talking shower heads?

Automatic Bath- Since standing by the tub waiting for it to fill to your desired level leaves much to be desired, they've invented this little gadget that allows you to program favorite temperatures for up to 3 family members, as well as letting you program the amount of tub that you want filled. I dont know about you, but this doesnt seem too "new". I could have sworn thay had this in that movie "Jennifer 8" and that was back in 1992.

The Self Serve Toilet- This toilet does more things than I would ever expect or want a toilet to do. This magic toilet includes "gentle front-and-back aerated spray; oscillating spray massage, a heated seat, automatic deodorizer and warm drying make hygiene high-tech. Approach and the lid automatically opens. Stand there and the seat rises, too. When you leave, it automatically flushes and the lid closes".

Dual-Purpose Television Mirror- Now this is by far my favorite because its practical. It's a mirror that also has a 13-inch LCD television in it. Yea. How awesome is that? When the screen is off it just looks like a regular mirror. I dont know about guys, but for girls that have to blow dry their hair forever, do their makeup, etc...this is so perfect. It can also be intergrated with with cable, satellite and DVD players. Genius.

All Moved In - Thank God

Well Saturday felt like the longest day of my life, but thankfully I am now completely moved in to my new apartment. I had movers come and do all the real heavy stuff, but even moving just minor things turned out to be much more than I expected. Where did I get so much crap? I threw away like 7 bags of stuff before I even moved and I still had box after box. My entire body is still incredibly sore and my calve muscles feel like they are going to bust through my skin. I was thinking that while I thought I was in pretty good shape, I must not be if I am this dead feeling still, but then I realized I was moving stuff non-stop from 9:30am until 7:30pm with maybe a 30 min break to eat. That adds up bigtime, especially when you have to go from a 2nd floor apt to another 2nd floor apt. I still have to go back and clean my bathroom and stuff in the old place, which I am dreading, but I think I'll leave that to the very last minute.

I spoke to Fordham on Friday and they said that a decision will be made and sent out by Monday (today) at the latest. So my letter could very well be on its way to me at this very moment. Since this week could be life changing for me I decided to look at my horoscope for today and this is part of what I read:
"The next ten days promise to be major milestones in your personal history. Just imagine what you can do next. Friday brings a sense of freedom and relief."

Interesting.

The more I think about this summer the more I just can't wait for it to come. I'm not really sure why because it's not like I won't have to work. I guess since I know at least 2 of my good friends will be back it gives me hope for nights out like the good old college days.
Right now I wish I was laying by the pool sipping a peach daiquiri. Guess I'll have to settle for a peach smoothie and my desk chair. Could be worse.

Ummm, when did Hanson get hot?

Ok this is something I never would have guessed I would be blogging about, but I saw Hanson perform on Good Morning America today and I couldn't believe how much they had changed. Especially the youngest brother...he doesnt even look like the same kid. I was never a fan of Hanson, but my younger sister Lisa was in looooooove with Taylor Hanson and was a complete Hanson freak. I guess some of their old music was catchy in a weird sort of way, but I thought they all looked groty. Well even thought they haven't completely changed in looks, they look about 100 times better. The oldest brother who I use to think looked hideous actually looked cute on the show this morning....weird.

So anyways, the song requested for them to sing this morning was of course "Mmm bop" so I immediately was about to change the channel because I have heard that song waaay too many times. To my surprise, it was a different version of the song, much more mature sounding, I actually liked it. They also played a song off of their new album and it was pretty good. What is happening? Have I come to stage in my life in which I find it ok to buy a Hanson cd? Ehh, I dont think so. Kudos to their stylist and wardrobe people though, you've worked wonders.

stupid slut bimbos

You've got to be kidding me.


Everytime women make any advancement in the world, there are always some stupid slut bimbos there to take us right back to where we were.

Be interactive, it won't kill you.

Ok so I saw this on another site and thought it might be neat to see what you all came up with. I kind of reworked it so here you go.

Name the song(s)/artist(s) that first comes into your head after the following descriptions. I'll go first.

*Reminds you of your youth..
If we are talking elementary youth then- Paula Abdul and C&C Music Factory
If we are talking highschool youth then- Fugees, Sublime, Bush, Snoop

*You love singing along to...
Pretty much everything, but especially- Dashboard, Michelle Branch, Third Eye Blind

*Makes you so annoyed you turn it off...
too much Britney, that stupid milkshake song, "you're the best"-karate kid soundtrack...

*Makes you want to dance...
Jay-Z, Outkast, "Cowboys-ish" songs- those of you who know, know.

*Your parents made you listen to...
The Beatles, Simon & Garfunkle, Jimi Hendrix, Hall & Oates, Phil Collins, Van Morrison, Lynrd Skynyrd, Tom Petty..

*Reminds you of a great time...
anything from the 80's-- childhood rocked

*No one would ever guess you liked listening to...
Otis Redding, Smashing Pumpkins, Tim Mcgraw

Get your praise on

Apparently there is this growing trend of Christian nightclubs that I never knew about. Devout Christians apparently flock to these non-alcoholic clubs to enjoy Christian rock performances most oftenly accompanied by gospel presentations.

The article I read said that one of the most well known of these clubs is "Club 3 Degrees" in Minneapolis. By the description of the place it sounded not too bad. Its a 3 level club where people can shoot pool and enjoy pizza and smoothies. "The closest thing to a stimulant served is Red Bull". Is it me or does it sound like a skating rink- minus the skating? I guess the only difference are the rules, "no mosh pits, no slow songs, no secular cover tunes. Bands must play Christian-themed music and share their faith onstage".

I don't really have an opinion on this since I've never been to a Christian club, but the thought of being in a "club" type atmosphere without alcohol is completely foreign to me. I know "you dont have to drink to have fun" has always been the anthem of soberites, and I agree to a point. I think its one of those things that if you never drink when you go out then its fine, but if you always drink when you went out and then you all of the suddent try to go out "Christian style"- it sucks. I think its just always been one of those procedure-oriented things with my friends and I. You go to a club, you have a drink- thats just what you do. Now if you are a moron and just go to clubs to get wasted and then act like an idiot, thats a whole different story.

Also, I must note since I am aware that there are some of my blog readers that are 15 and below-- I was never "drunk" until the summer AFTER my 21st birthday. I had a great time in highschool without the use of any drugs or alcohol, so don't be stupid and try to act older than you really are...you'll have plenty of time for that later.

I'm not at work and you are

So I made my weekly call to Fordham today and the story of the moment is:
"We expect a decision sometime this week". Sure you do. What's taking so long? I dont have any experience in applying to B-schools, but I would think that they would have made a decision 5 weeks after my interview. I guess Im thinking of it more as them sitting there deliberating whether or not I am getting in, when in all actuality my file is probably just sitting in some stack of 500 files waiting to be gone through.

On a brighter note, I'm off work today, woohoo! I went in this morning and when I tried to pass through security my ID card didnt clear. So I didnt think much of it, but when I tried to log in to the network and I got "access denied" then I knew something was up. All of the sudden I flash 100 thoughts in my head thinking, oh my god, what if they found the blog, or what if Im browsing too many sites, etc, etc. Well it turns out that my old contractor end date was somehow never removed from the system so it has me as no longer with the company. The people that need to rectify this are based in Cali so they wouldnt even be in until around 12 our time. So my boss said to just take a paid day off. Fine by me!

Now there is a battle going on in my head between Productive Laura and Lazy Laura. PL wants to get some packing done now, run some errands, go the gym, and clean the apartment. However, LL wants to just rent a movie and order in lunch. Ehh, I dont know.

Every night when I pack up more of my apartment it leads to a whole new series of findings which always ends up with me just sprawled out on the floor reminiscing rather than packing. For instance, heres some stuff I found last night:

-an old highschool project on "Great Expectations" - dont ask why I saved it, who knows
-Brandon's ratty old sleeping bag
-Brian's social security number
-a vhs tape that I had never seen of my trip to Europe in 2000 -that was about 2 hr detour from packing
-rules on how to play the Cosby drinking game
-the September 11th issue of the Orlando Sentinel
-freaking 800,000 mardi gras beads
- 2 cans of beta fish food- I dont have a fish
-and of course the old computer game "F-18 No Fly Zone" on a floppy disk- yea i said "floppy"

I wonder what tonights dig will uncover.

Easter Greetings

So with Easter coming up this weekend I can't help but recall my Easters from the past and what a big deal they were when my sisters and I were growing up. We would all try to go to bed early, Christmas Eve style, in anticipation of the next morning. I remember one Easter, I must have been like 7, I was really sick. I had about a 102 temp and woke up in the middle of the night swearing I saw the Easter Bunny outside my window. The weird thing was, I did. Was it a hallucination due to the fever? Yes. Did I understand that at the time? No. So long story short, I saw the Easter Bunny outside my window and then got so scared I threw up. Happy Easter to me.

When my sisters and I got older the festivities grew. It was like clockwork every year. I was up at 7 am, and would then wake up Lisa and Leah. Most of the time a rambunctious Lisa or Leah would awaken my parents. We would then search the whole house for our Easter baskets. My dad always did a really good job hiding them and really got a kick out of making mine impossible to find. After getting back from church later in the morning we would come home and have our easter egg hunt. Now this started out as no big deal, just me and my sisters, but eventually turned in to something other friends and families would join in on. Lisa always took the hunt so seriously, pushing by little 2 yr old Leah who was about to find her first egg and yelling at my mom for giving hints-- "youre not suppose to be hunting!!!". Oh yea, we've got it on film. Priceless.

Now, we still celebrate and all, but its just different. No more hunt for easter baskets, I think last year they were on the dining table when we woke up. We still try to do the easter egg hunt, and color eggs and all that just for fun. Well I guess its not THAT different then.

I guess whats really important no matter how old you are, is to never lose your childish enthusiasm, even for the little things. I think I've got that covered.

Happy Easter :)

Words can't describe how much I want to hurt this guy

GIVE HIM THE CHAIR...TWICE

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Today so far is one of those days that I have a lot of work to do, but I dont feel like doing any of it. So far this morning all I have done (minus the occassional work emails going in and out) is:

-correspond regarding a couch I am going to buy
-correspond regarding coffee tables I WAS going to buy-"little"scratch my ass
-checked a few sites for ipods
-chatted with a few friends
-checked Uhaul rates for my trip...in August

I blame this lack of work concentration on Fordham. I called yesterday and a different lady answered so I thought it might be my lucky day. She came back to the phone after a brief pause and sounding all happy said, "Ok Laura! You are pending!". I couldnt help but laugh and then want to bash the computer in. It's been almost 5 weeks since my interview, not since I submitted my app, just since my interview. WHAT THE FUCK. Honestly, does it really take this long? Is this just possibly some kind of conspiracy to see how long it takes before my head blows up?

Everything has just been a pain lately. Ive been trying to buy a couch for my new place im moving into and its really been an annoyance. Why cant people just tell the truth? "oh yea they have only had the couch for a few months"--but when I get there to look at it, a "few months" turns into a "few years". Then I am looking at buying this other couch and I ask the guy if there is visible wear on the cushions and he responds by saying "the couch really is in good condition, I think". What the heck? If its torn up just freaking tell me and stop wasting my time.

Im hoping that with all this building tension of having to move and buy new stuff, and hire movers, and waiting on Fordham....that as these things happen the stress will subside. I sure hope so.

My dad leaves for The Masters today, that lucky duck. I remember going a few times when I was younger and it was so exciting. For some reason I remember really liking Corey Pavin, lol, who knows why. Nowadays, who can focus on skill when there are hotties like Adam Scott on the green.

Lunchtime. Woo, that was one busy morning. I know I'll be sorry in a few hours when I am slammed.

Well we have greed covered. On to the next sin.

Well isn't life just grand? I'm sure J-Lo's mom thinks so since she won a 2.4 million dollar jackpot this past weekend playing $1 slots in Atlantic City. How the heck is that fair? Her daughter is a mulit-millionaire and probably one of the most famous people in the world, yet oh no, thats not enough, lets give the family a couple million more. I dont think rich people should be allowed to win such large amounts of money. There should be some kind of cap. Or if they do win it, they have to donate a certain percentage. I wonder how many really rich people play the lotto still. That truck driver that recently won like $240 million has been playing the lottery for 35 yrs, or something like that, and in his press interview stated how on his way home he was going to stop and get another ticket- and he was serious. Greedy much?

I was also reading somewhere a few days ago about the richest women in the U.S. Every single one of the "top ten" cite the source of wealth as "inheritance". Well whoopidy doo. You didnt do shit! I was pretty disappointed that not even one of them had brought about their own wealth. What does that say about us women? Well I dont really care about it that much to go off on that tangent. Just something to think about.

I have a really weird craving for this.

Wah

You know what sucks? I think I am getting sick. My stupid throat is all swollen feeling.

I move in 2 weeks and am not looking forward to all the joy that comes with moving. Especially when I'll be moving again in August to NYC. What a pain.

2 Black cats ran in front of my car yesterday. Coincidence?

My current pet peeve, that really drives me crazy:
People with the AIM Expressions that have music clips play when they send an instant message. STOP IT. You make me want to rip my ears off.

Thats all. Time for my miracle drug...Dimetapp.

This day ROCCCKKKSS!

So when I woke up this morning and then when I was driving to work, I just had this wonderful "what a great day" feeling....for absolutely no reason. Like one of those days where your hair isn't a pain in the ass, and your clothes look good on you...I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Anyways, this day has only gotten better. I got major kudos on this HUGE conference call with all these bigwigs listening -for my work on our intranet site- and then I got a big round of applause from my co-workers. So that was great but then it started to make me feel sad that I was in so good with such a good company...and that I might be leaving here to go to school in NYC. Well I was talking about this with my mom and she mentioned that she was talking to her boss yesterday (I also worked for him in highschool)...and she was saying how that even if I didnt get into Fordham that I was thinking of moving anyways-which scared her because I would leave my job for nothing. Well he said that if that turned out to be the case, that he would try and get me a job at the New York Stock Exchange! I would take this with a grain of salt normally, but he had gotten his daughter a summer job there a year or so ago and he is pretty well known in his company...so its definitely in his reach. SCORE!
To top it all off I get to see my little puppy tonight. Man the day is only half over and I can't stop smiling. Have a great weekend!

Fiddle Faddle

Well, I've got nothin.

So why am I posting and wasting your time you ask? Well because its my blog and you're not the boss of me.

I was looking through some of my old journals last night, reading old entries is always interesting. Well halfway through one of them this folded up letter falls out. It turns out to be an 8 page letter I had written my crush at that time. Man I can't even believe how pathetic it was...I got a little nauseaus seeing how naive I had been and how I stated numerous times that I was "over him" in the letter blah blah blah---when I clearly remember that I wasn't. How dumb. Anyways, I started to wonder why I had never delivered this letter that I obviously put so much effort into. So I started reading back in the journal....when I came upon an entry dated the day after I had written the letter. Well apparently the night that I wrote the letter, I had also managed to hook up with the guy again--therefore making the letter complete crap. Man sometimes I amaze myself. Thank god I am past all that bullshit now.

I think the dress I wore to work today is too short for the "office environment". Its not like "ass cheeks are viewable from behind" short, but when everyone else here seems to wear turtleneck bodysuits, it probably does stand out. Screw it, that cute guy in Events seemed extra happy to see me, mission accomplished.

PS-- what the hell is this ? I mean I love Jerry Seinfeld, but when he starts being an internet pop-up....well I just dont know.