at least my Kitty loves me.
Oh. And I do have a date tomorrow night! Though I didnt catch any major vibes, it seems last weeks dinner set-up may have actually been a success. As predicted, dinner with John (the setter-upper) and Suzie (co-worker) and Jack (the set-upee) was quite awkward. John was overly enthusiastic, and Suzie only compounded the situation. John knows Jack very well, and Suzie and I have taken several out-of-control sloshy-drunken business trips together. Needless to say, a lot of semi-embarrassing innuendos shot across both sides of the table.
Jack is adorable. Everyone, and I mean everyone who knows him cant say enough wonderful things about him. I dont want to go into too many details because of the high jinx factor. Lets just say Ive been waiting for the phone call since October.
It finally happened. Last Friday. He asked me out via voice mail message (Im extremely hard to reach at the office .waaaay too many meetings)! It was darling. Hes originally from the Bronx, and normally that accent kinda grates on my nerves (no offense to anyone reading from the Bronx, but you gotta know what I mean). But it was just irresistible the way he just rambled a bit and then cut to the chase and asked if I wanted to go to dinner on Wednesday night.
Well, it just so happens that I have hockey tickets for tomorrow night! This really cute, really flirtatious, really married vendor handed them to me with a wink and a smile after a meeting in December, and I just stuck them in my daytimer not really thinking about them until Jack asked me out, and I turned the calendar pages to reveal them!
So I returned Jacks phone call and told him (via his voice mail) that Id love to go to dinner with him, but I have hockey tickets and asked him if he wanted to go to the game with me. Finally, he reached me live and in person (I actually picked up the phone when he called back!) and we agreed on the game and that hed pick me up and * BOOM * , I realized that Id just gotten a date the old-fashioned way!!!
Oops. I said I wasnt going to write too much about it, didnt I?
Wellllll ..not much else is going on in my life.
Work is sucking ass, and I dont feel like writing about it AT ALL!! Boss has been shooting off her infamous wicked e-mails. The kind where she rips certain people up one side and back down and CCs everyone and their assistant. Seems Im at the very top of this weeks poo poo list. These e-mails are truly scathing. My ears get literally boiling hot when I find myself being torn to shreds.
At least Toms on my side. Hed been CCd in one particular instance (of many) and called me to find out what her deal was. Hes the voice of reason on my development team, and I have one of those admiration crushes on him because hes so smart and knows his business so well, and is taking time sit down and really work with me, unlike Boss who has these fucking petty power issues. He talked me down a little. Not sure exactly what to do about the situation. Im being a tad cryptic, I know .
Sheesh. I know I just said I didnt want to write about that either. But hey, whats a freakin journal if not to gush with excitement over a date or blow off work-related steam, eh?
Ive now decided to go to bed early. Really, really big day tomorrow. Non-stop meetings and then non-stop date action!!!
Gotta rest up!
Nite!
P.S. One more thank-you to Mr. Voodoo Doll: Theo appears to be back in the picture. More later!
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