Blabble. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Dec. 11, 2001, midnight
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Need to write an entry. Sleepy, so this will more than likely be mindless babble, so watch out and consider yourself warned.

Posted a personal ad that I’m none too proud of on a whim over the weekend. Spent about five minutes slapping answers to essay questions together. Figured, what the heck…I’ve been talking about it, why not just do it. My picture hasn’t even been posted, and I’ve already gotten about 70 notes. Mostly one-liners that make me cringe. In browsing the profiles, I find myself more and more baffled by this whole thing. So far, it feels seedier than hanging out at a bar. But I’m just really uncomfortable about it right now. I’m hoping that I’ll get a little more quality responses once my picture is posted, but I’m not holding my breath.

Also, in browsing…I found a guy that I’ve met before! Kinda freaked me out, because I’ve written about him in an old OD from my past! He’s a good friend of a guy I met at a party. He was taking all kinds of pictures at this party, and when I opened the guy’s profile and started leafing through his pictures, I noticed that he was posting party pix! I was praying that none of the pajama party pictures were in there!! Whew. They weren’t. But there were a couple of group pictures, and the guy I was digging from the party was in one of them. Looked just as hot as I remembered. Jerk. He called me once and then never called again. That’s okay. I still have the great big sweatshirt and warm-up pants he let me borrow the next morning! *swipe* Brand new, too! Don’t think I haven’t worn them to go to the gym, either!! I would so die if I ever saw him while I was out in his clothes! Oh well, that’s what he gets for not calling back, right?

Digress.

My boss got some puppies last week and is so proud that she’s making people come to her office so she can pull up the pictures of them on her monitor. They’re really cute, but Boss has such a bad reputation at work that someone actually sent an e-mail around telling people to pray for the puppies because Boss was probably going to eat them! Why do I have the feeling that this e-mail is going to find its way back to her? She took a long weekend off, and will be back in the office this morning. I am pretty sure she spent some of that time on a job hunt. It’s got to be miserable for her at work now, and I guess she feels the need to make everyone else around her miserable. I have a 9:00 meeting with her this morning. Not prepared. Really need to hop in the shower and get to work early.

Grumble.

Can you tell I’m trying hard not to write about any excessive drinking from the weekend? Crap. Now I have nothing to write about! Ha!

I did go to my friend Kelly’s annual Cookie Decorating Party! Woowee. Actually, it’s always hilarious. Kelly is pregnant this time, so we didn’t get too out of control. She decorated a cookie in my likeness. Red hair, fuzzy sweater, tattoo and all. Too funny. I made a pot-smoking smiley face star. Then she made a pregnant angel. Seriously, it was loads of fun. The other girls were just too prissy to understand our third-grade humor. Her mom got a kick out of the whole thing. Kelly always brings up the fact that before she was married, her husband asked me to move in with him because he needed a roommate. Well, I hesitated, and she was the one who moved in with him and ended up marrying him! She considers it a timing thing, and that I might have been the one married and pregnant with his child! Oy, the thought!

Well, I better run for now. I won’t get to work on time, let alone early at the rate I’m going this morning!


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