Monday, June 23rd, 2008
The Sun is Shining. I Am Busy. The End.
Oh hello. How are you?
I’m BUSY.
Here’s the thing. You know how I’ve been all “my friends are rad” TWICE now? Well, the thing with having rad friends is that you want to spend time with them. But, you also have this pesky thing called a career. And, because you have this career, you’re expected to go on day long trips to Bend, and also Seattle. Both of which leave at 6 a.m. Except, you can’t sleep the night before because you’re really giddy about other stuff and so you lay there in bed, and then you try to catch up on the 500 items (really) in your Google Reader before you get frustrated and just click on ‘Mark All As Read.’ Then, you get up in the morning and you’re tired, but you go on your day trip and you say try to say things in your meetings that make you sound very witty, but also like a marketing genius. But, you see, you’re tired. And, after you get home from your trip, it’s your friend’s birthday, so you go to that. And, then you go home, and talk to your coworker on the phone for way too long. And, then? It’s midnight.
So, on Saturday, you finally get to sleep in a bit. Except you can’t. See: giddy, above. So, you get up and make bacon wrapped jalapenos, except, you don’t use gloves, so your hands are burny all day. And, then you complain about this to your hair dresser and he makes fun of you. And, then tells you too much about what jalapenos do to him. But, he makes your hair super cute, so you forgive him (remind me to take a photo).
So, then you have a date. And you have to rush there. But, your car? It has no gas in it. Anyway, you make it only a couple minutes late and have a quick drink with your date all the while pressing your burny hands against the cold beer. You go to a bbq at your coworker’s house (Hi! Cherie!) and try to be witty all the while trying to keep your boobs in your very low cut shirt.
Then, another good friend has a 30th birthday party that you show up at after you drop your date off at his car. Except? This good friend is very, very mean and jabs, jabs, jabs (verbally) you all night. So, it’s a good thing that your best friend is there to tell you that your boobs look good in that shirt and that she loves you. So, because your other friend is jabbing you and it kind of makes you want to cry, you leave when your bff leaves.
Then, on Sunday morning, you insert your caffeine IV and go to see more condos. And, then you go to a movie with Kerri Anne and Chris. Except? The movie is creepy and now you’re afraid of plants. The End.
I’ve had too much coffee. Clearly. Tomorrow? Seattle.
