I got to work early this morning, so I decided to cruise on over to Starbucks rather than go into the office. Pathetic, huh? Oh well. I’m sitting here on this frigid little day enjoying a hot vanilla latte. Yummmm.
Ok, so I wrote that sentence about six hours ago. I’ve been one busy gal today. Lots of meetings. Good, productive meetings that got me out of my cube and away from my computer screen. Hooray. I’m in a chat room right now with the Daves. They’re too funny.
I think I’m going to make brownies tonight. I’m still on my domestic kick for whatever reason. I’ve never made brownies before, but I have no doubt I will thoroughly enjoy eating the batter!
Uummm…. what else is new or exciting?
I’m worried about Kristen. I haven’t talked to her since Monday. I’m going to make some sort of care package for her, but I’m not sure what to put in it. I was going to send flowers, but they die soon, and I just don’t think that’s a good idea right now. I love Kristen like a sister and she’s in so much pain and there’s nothing I can do. It sucks. It really, really sucks. I feel like I want to plug the hole in her heart and I don’t think that’s something anyone can do at this point.
I ate Chick-Fil-A for lunch and now I don’t feel good. Too much grease or something. I didn’t eat dinner last night, and I didn’t eat anything today till 2:00, so I think it was too much grease/fat for my stomach to handle. Oh well. Maybe it’ll teach me a lesson: no more fast food. I got a new baithing suit over the weekend, and I should hang it on my refrigerator door to prevent me from eating. LOL. No, to prevent me from eating, the bikini would have to be hung from my steering wheel.
So, I told someone last night that they hurt my feelings, which was VERY hard for me. And they didn’t care. “Oh, ok.”
I wonder if Ben Folds is coming back to Raleigh any time soon. Since updating my iPod, I find myself with a whole bunch of new Ben songs to listen to. I’m checking his website… I want to marry a guy who can play the piano. Who has curly hair and occasionally wears glasses and plays the piano. Yeah. That would be nice. Dammit. He’s not coming to Raleigh with this tour. But he’ll be in Allentown on March 25. I’ll send my dad to the concert with a video camera – LOL.
Allan emailed me a funny joke, but I deleted it or else I’d post it.
Oh! One of my suite-mates from WVU found me on MySpace! Biljana! Gorgeous girl from somewhere in eastern Europe. Kristen and I always wanted to look like her.
Ok, I retrieved the joke from my Hotmail trash can:
Skinny little guy goes into an elevator, looks up and sees this HUGE guy standing next to him. The big guy sees the little guy staring at him looks down and says: “7 feet tall, 350 pounds, 20 inch private, 3 pound testicles, Turner Brown.”
The white man faints and falls to the floor.
The big guy kneels down and brings him to, shaking him. The big guy says: “What’s wrong with you?” In a weak voice the little guy says, “What EXACTLY did you say to me?” The big dude says: “I saw your curious look and figured I’d just give you the answers to the questions everyone always asks me….. I’m 7 feet tall, I weigh 350 pounds, I have a 20 inch private, my testicles weigh 3 pounds each, and my name is Turner Brown.”
The small guy says: “Turner Brown?!…Sweet Jesus, I thought you said, “Turn around”.