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2004-09-17 - 7:16 a.m. So yesterday was my day off, and I actually saw lots of people...I had coffee with my former friend/manager, part-time enemy, now good acquaintance Emily (not my exciting crazy pregnant friend Emily, mind you), followed by burritos and beer with my massage partner Julie and her wife Melissa. THEN I got jack and cokes with Amanda, my co-worker (and superior). And today my gums are swolen and gross. Not all of them. Just the ones in the front where people can see them. YUM. Since this isn't generally a problem, and I pride myself on being a regular brusher, I have to blame the quantity of unhealthy beverages comined over the course of last night. Because nothing else about my evening strayed from my dietary norms. Unhealthily underfed? Of course! Processed garbage? Same as it ever was! It's going to make eating breakfast with Michelle this morning harder. There's a cruise ship coming (yay.), so we get to open an hour earlier to accommodate. And since we're up early, we figured egg sandwiches would make it worth our while. It's her two-year anniversary today. Happy anniversary Michelle. *** I talked to my good diary friend apeygirl on the telephone! One stalkerish instant message on my part resulted in her immediately logging out...then logging in to ask if she could call me. It was a fun time. Her phone bill's going to suck. But I'm going to mail her toys and some of my belongings, so it works out. Which reminds me! The whole making a diary where I hock my stuff? Terrible idea. Instead, if you're confident that I'm not an insane person and would never steal your identity and all that other fun psychotic stuff then I figured I could just send a few random items to anyone who displayed interest. I'd pay the shipping (unless, of course, you wanted to help defray the costs of me giving things away). It'll be like a gift box for everyone who's interested! Send me your name and address if you want me to mail you some of my stuff. I promise not sell your information or come to your time zone and stalk you. I stalk fine over the internet.
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