Ummmm... is anyone else not surprised that this guy got divorced?

Highlights:

• It snowed last night and well into the morning and it was gorgeous.
• For the first time this year, my day off corresponded with the weather and I could do the cozy day thing.
• You know how if you don't have anything to shave your legs for and you're always in a hurry in the morning, you just don't shave them?  That's how I've been for a ( Read more... )

Irritation of the day: I do not want to live in an apartment that smells constantly of cigarette smoke.  I do not smoke.  My roommate does not smoke.  If we wished to smell like smoke then we would probably change one or both of the previous statements.

It is an immense relief to be able to be SO VERY PROUD of Roger and James and even Andy sometimes even while I am simultaneously SO VERY UNHAPPY with my own lack of success.  Unlike with friends, I can't compare my life with these guys' lives so being happy for them doesn't make me feel any worse about me.

The following is from Marat Safin's blog from Moscow at atptennis.com.  It isn't overwhelmingly sappy, but I thought it was kind of funny and sweet in Marat's quirky Russian sort of way ( Read more... )

That's Really All a Girl Wants to Hear #6:
"I want to be able to give you everything you deserve."

CONGRATS to Roger for winning in Tokyo today!  Read his blog !!!

Mini vacation details when I get some pictures developed.

For the record, "The Office" is quite possibly the best show.  Ever.
Ma and I hit the road (haha!  I typed "toad!") tomorrow in the early AM.  The bad part of the whole thing is that it starts with a wedding.  Joyous, happy occasions?  Yeah, if you haven't been single for 3 FRICKIN YEARS.  Ahem.  However, Mother decided that we need not stay for the ( Read more... )

I took Oprah's advice and got a bra fitting.  Brace yourself.  No seriously, it's that bad.

42 H.

Yeah, my jaw is still scraping the floor too.  That's absurd.  H for horrific.  H for hilarious.  All I have to say is that whomever I marry better like boobs.  Cuz honey, I gots a whole lot of 'em.

The lady from my temp agency called today about a possible position: an admin job in HR for a telemarketing firm in Boulder, $13/hr.  No telemarketing by me.  I told her to set up an interview.

Quiz, anyone?  According to this one, I am not a high-maintenance girlfriend (granted, I was grading myself, but I think I was pretty honest).  I got a 17.
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Part one:
That's Really All a Girl Wants to Hear #4
A picture is worth a thousand words, and I'm not sure any number of my words could come close to equalling this:

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