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I'm getting ready for...*sob* WORK...
Jul. 14th, 2003 08:13 am*Gulp*
This isn't gonna be pretty...I may end up hiding under the counter trembling and humming the Ramones,"I wanna be sedated." for five hours. I'll try hard not to let that happen.
But this weekend was interesting and fun...Had dinner and cocktails with Ms Katie, Burlinghoff, and Envoy...very fun time. I went out dancing with Ms Jenny, and went to two different Bastille parties. I shold have taken off the grass skirt at some point, but it was such a big, big hit at the parties...
Though I did run into this ex-girlfriend of an ex-boyfriend who treats me like a long-lost friend, which baffles me because I've lost count of the times she's been rude to me, in that oblivious way some people are when they say completely offensive things and are unaware of their massive faux pas. This time she inadvertenly called me white trash to my face...again...in front of witnesses. I was good and did NOT break her kneecaps; but just gave her a *very* puzzled look and talked to people I actually liked instead. Pfeh.. Some people shouldn't leave the house:P
Soooo, that's it, really. I'm still picking up coconut bras from all over the house.:) Maybe I can keep the spirit of the Tiki-party alive by talking my cow irkers into a Monday-Morning conga-line. But I'm not overly hopeful.
*Drinks coffee in one big gulp*
*Inhales hard*
AAAAAaie HOT!!!!
This isn't gonna be pretty...I may end up hiding under the counter trembling and humming the Ramones,"I wanna be sedated." for five hours. I'll try hard not to let that happen.
But this weekend was interesting and fun...Had dinner and cocktails with Ms Katie, Burlinghoff, and Envoy...very fun time. I went out dancing with Ms Jenny, and went to two different Bastille parties. I shold have taken off the grass skirt at some point, but it was such a big, big hit at the parties...
Though I did run into this ex-girlfriend of an ex-boyfriend who treats me like a long-lost friend, which baffles me because I've lost count of the times she's been rude to me, in that oblivious way some people are when they say completely offensive things and are unaware of their massive faux pas. This time she inadvertenly called me white trash to my face...again...in front of witnesses. I was good and did NOT break her kneecaps; but just gave her a *very* puzzled look and talked to people I actually liked instead. Pfeh.. Some people shouldn't leave the house:P
Soooo, that's it, really. I'm still picking up coconut bras from all over the house.:) Maybe I can keep the spirit of the Tiki-party alive by talking my cow irkers into a Monday-Morning conga-line. But I'm not overly hopeful.
*Drinks coffee in one big gulp*
*Inhales hard*
AAAAAaie HOT!!!!
