If it’s Friday it Must Be Panties! in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

Got into work late this morning because Crazy Tony and Maria wanted me to meet them for coffee this morning. Well, actually they wanted me to drive to their hotel and pick them up and take them to have coffee this morning. That was fine. I didn’t really want to walk those couple of blocks in 11-degree weather anyway.

While at Starfucks, we ran into David. I’ve been disappointed in him. After the date we had well over a month ago, we exchanged e-mails twice (I initiated), and we ended it with him telling me he’d like to see me again, but dropping the ball. It was a rather awkward meeting, and I was still in business mode, so when I said hello, I shook his hand. I’m sure he thought, what the hell? Oh well. Both Maria and Tony commented that he really seemed happy to see me. Whatevah. I say that if he really was happy to see me then he should prove it. I’ll be really surprised if I hear from him again.

Also ran into JT, the med. student from the third floor of my apartment building. He was studying for exams. I’d invited him to go to my “hangout” with me tonight so that I can stalk the hot DJ I’ve been admiring the last couple times I’ve been there. I think that JT might think this is a pseudo-date, so I’m hoping that Julie or Matt (from 5th) will agree to go too. The DJ and I have been e-mailing all week, and we’ve even exchanged phone numbers, so I don’t want to blow it by bringing JT only and giving everyone the wrong idea. Damn. Why are Getting-To-Know-Yous so tricky?

Crazy Tony and Maria and I were discussing travel plans for early next year and trying to get our schedules together. Looks like another wacky year ahead of me. And for as much shit as Boss has been giving me lately, I think he’s gonna let me go on some great adventures! I just need to get more in the proposal writing mode. I’ve figured out that he likes everything laid out in an easy-to-read format. I can convince him of almost anything when I put it on a chart and explain myself that way. It’s all pictures and simple lingo from here on out. I like that. I can do pictures and simple lingo. That’s pretty much what I’m all about!

Meetings and dinner yesterday were fun. CT and Maria brought a guy from China who is the head of a group of major Chinese manufacturing companies. Mr. Lo. Just a little guy. Nice and quiet. Who knew that he was one of the most influential businessmen in China? I gave him the spiel. I couldn’t tell if he was getting it, but then he started asking lots of questions. I couldn’t understand half of the things he was saying, but I did my damndest. Boss sang my praises. I about fell out of my chair.

Mr. Lo was very polite and quiet during dinner last night, but when Maria whipped out her camera to snap photos, I could see his eyes light up. Mr. Lo laughed with delight and jumped up from the other side of the table and ran over to the girls’ side so that he could get right in between Tina and me. He snuggled up really close to me. It was hilarious. I’m glad we didn’t hang around drinking all night like we normally do. I’d be hurting much worse than I already am today, and I was probably well on my way to doing something horrifying in front of Mr. Lo.

Speaking of hurting, I’m so freaking sore from the personal training session I had the other night. The guy pretty much kicked my ass. It felt good at the time, but I knew I was in for some pain. I’ve never had someone work me that hard before. He was overloading the weights and at one point I asked him if he was loading me down just to be mean. I almost think he was. I don’t like this trainer as much as the guy I had a couple of years ago. I want someone who’ll talk me through and encourage me…not stand there quietly, counting silently and making me hurt. Fucker. I’m going to see him one more time next Wednesday just to make sure it wasn’t me being a baby, and then I think I’ll find some other sucker to work me out.

The good news is, I’m still on track for meeting Goal #2 of my shape-up plan. I’ve been averaging just a little over a pound a week. I did make Goal #1 (10 lbs) by Thanksgiving, but got a tiny bit discouraged after T-Day because of the couple pound gain. But duh. Who didn’t gain a little that week? That’s the good thing. I don’t keep myself from enjoying things just to lose a little bit of booty. I took it right back off last week. Goal #2 is to lose 5 additional pounds by Christmas. I have 3 ½ more to go to get to that mark. I’ve decided to reward myself with a lingerie makeover once I get there. My underwear drawer has been looking pretty ragged lately, and I’ve been meaning to update for a while, but just haven’t been up to treating myself to new undies when I was feeling lousy about the shape I was in. I’ll definitely be ready by the time I hit my goal. I’ve already picked some stuff out! Here’s some ideas in case you were wondering what to get me for Christmas:

I really love the mixing of the patterns on this set. Animal and floral. Very cute. And I love the double strappy straps on the panties.

This darling plaid set is sure to bring out the little Scottish girl in me!

Rawwwwwwr. Nuf said.

Perhaps the greatest little undie set ever!

Those are just a few of the visions of sugarplums dancing in my head today.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m trying to close up shop here at work early today. One of my co-workers is all about going shopping this afternoon, and I’m all about facilitating. As you can see, I’m definitely already in the mood!