Don’t You Recognize Me? in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

Back from gorgeous, sunny, Southern California.

Ouch. Was painful to return to snow falling. Still falling just a little bit. Just enough to slop up the streets and make me dread getting back out on the road for fear of sliding into more medians.

The other day, it sounded like a small explosion took place underneath my front axel and I thought that it was going to fall right off. Was actually thinking about funeral preparations for the poor car. Took it back to the shop that worked on it when I had that wreck back in December. Was so sure the poor little black mobile was a goner. Turns out, some bolts or screws or something had just wiggled themselves loose causing all kinds of rattlings and shakings. Guy at the shop tightened ‘em all up, and sent me back on my happy (albeit nervous) way. I’m still terrified every time I make that drive to the airport. That ramp I slid over makes me nauseus.

But I made it there and back this time.

Ego booster of the whole trip: male flight attendant on the plane kept walking past me and staring. Finally, he came up to me and asked me if I was the actress he’d sworn he’d seen on some TV drama a few weeks ago. He couldn’t think of the name of either the actress or the show, but that I looked so amazingly like this “very, very attractive” actress he’d just seen. But that wasn’t all! Later, he came back to tell me about some of the other celebrities he’d had on his LA flights….and then he asked, “Are you sure you weren’t in that show?”

Flattery will get you everywhere with me! I walked around for three days just waiting for someone else to “recognize” me! Of course, I know they did. They were all either too shy or embarrassed that they couldn’t think of my name to approach me.

All in all, a good LA trip. Quick and fairly easy, though pretty exhausting. I would have loved a little free time to have some quality cocktail sippage with RWS, but unfortunately, time was too pressed, and Kelly had some things going on. So a phone call had to suffice. Next time, sistah. Hopefully I’ll be back at the end of the month!

Still working on the prepping of Friday’s presentation. Man, will I be glad to get that one under my belt. Tomorrow’s gonna suck the big one. I am resting up tonight in preparations for being edgy, nervous, and possibly a big grumpy mofo tomorrow.

One of my product managers is preggers, which magnifies her normal level of bitchiness. Yes, I’m finally finding out some of my co-workers’ true personalities. And there was a teensy, tiny bit of tension between her and the other product manager who traveled with me. Interesting dynamic….because I was somewhat caught in the middle. I played nicey this time….not sure how long that will last. Hopefully I can hold out until preggo leaves for maternity. Such strong personalities I’m dealing with. But I guess that’s one of the reasons why they’re good at what they do. And I’m the lucky one who gets to deal with three of them at once! Yippee!

The time I spend in LA usually consists of driving around a lot in the car. Aggravation. I swear, if there was ever a city with the weather of LA and the hipness (and transportation system) of New York, it would be the most perfect city in the world.

I may be looking for a new city sometime in the next few years. Yes, already. I was talking with some of the other people who were on the trip (there were six of us altogether) at dinner last night (Ivy at the Shore…aahh, comfort food!). And the conversation of our company moving to another state came up. See, the seemingly small company I work for is actually owned by a gigantic corporation located in the Southeast. This corp. owns several other companies as well, and all but one other one have moved to this southeastern location. I was told last night that the possibility of my company moving there within the next five years is highly likely. And as much as I love the beauty of the area, I’m not so sure that I’d be up for moving to an even smaller town than the one I just moved to!

So. I think the search will be at the back of my mind now. Nothing serious, and certainly not right away. But whatever. I’ll definitely be keeping my eyes and ears peeled for more information….

Enough serious stuff. Guess what’s fast approaching? That’s right! Canuk’s visit…that just happens to coincide with, uh…um…Valentine’s Day. Yikes. He’s so playing it off, too! I mean, last time I talked to him, he “reminded” me that I picked the date for him to visit! Okay fine. If he wants to believe that, I don’t really care. I’m getting pretty excited to see him. But I’m totally downplaying the Valentine’s Day thing. In fact, I think I’ve decided not to do anything significant. Nothing that will freak him out and make him think that I’m really sweet on him, ya know? I’m just going to pretend that it’s any other day. Special, yes, because he’s coming to see me. But significant for any other reason? No.

And I’ve all but blown off Dude. He’s the one who wants to visit the following weekend. Don’t mean to be sick here, but I’ll probably still be walking bow-legged from Canuk’s visit! I really don’t think I need to have another two-day boyfest the very next weekend! At least let me get one weekend to recuperate, okay?

And I haven’t written about Sunday night’s dinner have I? Or even the continuation of the unmentionable guy! Or strange salsa-dancing guy!

But I don’t feel like writing about them for some reason. I don’t know if it’s the jinx factor or just that I really don’t care right now.

Yes I do know. And no, I don’t really care.

And I’m feeling a little blurry right now. Better close.

Missed you lots.