More Leftovers, Please. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Dec. 1, 2003, midnight
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Back at work and feeling worn out already. Of course, I didn’t get all of my homework done last night. Um. Okay. I’ll be 100% honest and tell you that I didn’t do any of it at home last night! Instead, I got up super early. So early I woke the cat instead of the other way around. And got to work at a disgusting hour and started digging in again.

Now I’m exhausted. But where was I?

Oh yeah. Out on Friday night. Best Bud, Rob, Dr. P, his chickie, and I all went to one of my little hangouts and kinda plopped ourselves on the couch in front of the DJ booth. It appeared that the guys were highly bored. So BB and I decided that we needed a girls’ nite out and sent the boys on their merry way. I think Dr. P’s “friend” was a little scared of what might happen, so she opted to stay with him. I don’t blame her. We ended up staying out until 5 am!

Long story short, BB made buddies with every decent looking guy in the place. She told me that she was doing it for me because she thinks that I need to be more bold and meet more men. So of course, she was showing me how it’s done. Thanks.

A few more bars and a trip to the DJ’s apartment later, and we were finally on our way home.

After I dropped BB off at her hotel, I went home only to find out that my poor pop hadn’t had any sleep at all! Apparently, he’d heard BB and I (and one of the waitresses from the first establishment…don’t ask) laughing and being loud as we walked to my car to go to another bar. My voice woke him up, and in true dad fashion, he waited up all night for me to come home!!!

I felt so awful when I finally did get up on Saturday.

That just shows you two things: some things will never change (I’ll always be daddy’s little girl), and we’re both too old for me to still be daddy’s little girl.

At least I didn’t do what BB did. She got to the hotel suite and got all nakey and then accidentally climbed in bed with Dr. P and friend!

Next day, I was all set to drive BB and crew to the airport. But wouldn’tcha know, BB got all of the times mixed up causing everyone to miss their flights! It all worked out in the end, but I swear. I love BB dearly. But she is 100% spazmoid.

And speaking of retarded, I’d forgotten that my old boss Marci was coming through town on Saturday evening. I really didn’t feel like driving all that way to the depths of the suburbs. But I sucked it up and went. It was actually really nice seeing her and her daughters. I can’t believe how much those girls have matured. They are both so gorgeous and just as lively as their mom.

Shit. I’ve run out of time again. I need to scoot out of the office and go to my gym class. I’m NOT going to miss this time. Last Monday I missed so that I could attend a videoconference with our Hong Kong office and the week before I was in New York. And tonight I really, really need it.

More soon.


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