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raybearMy sugar daddy Roberto bought me lunch today unexpectedly from the grand cuisine restaurant Panda Express. It tastes better when at a shopping mall, but it's still pretty tasty in the realm of fast food for a Friday afternoon. Not that I needed more in my system after eating dinner last night at 10:45 pm that consisted of a double-stack and frosty from Wendy's. I almost capitalized those food items then hated myself for it.
Yesterday I was my mother and cut out a comic strip from the newspaper to hang up in my cubicle. I stuck it underneath the sheet of accounting codes and next to the strawberry hat that got left behind from the kids' event our office held. If you come visit me at work, I'll try it on for you. Anyway, the comic strip is "One Big Happy" which, again, is my mother, because she always talked about about how the kid in the comic was just like me as a kid. I just referred to my mother in the past tense. I'll just keep going and not spend too much time on that, thank you Dr. Freud.
I just got an e-mail inviting me to the gay and lesbian alumni homecoming event. On this committee is someone who graduated the same year I did, and the name doesn't look familiar at all. Why does this make me irritated? Maybe because I was okay with having my name in the student paper once a month when they needed a gay quote and was therefore outed on a regular basis. I shouldn't be such a bitter queen. Who knows, maybe I'll actually go this year -- it's the only alumni event they've done all year that didn't cost a boatload. I know I went to this ritzy snobby private university, but guess what? I'm still broke.
I can't use the phone because I'm waiting for a call. I guess this means I can't leave the office to walk around either. I guess I could go back to being productive at work but that doesn't seem like much fun. I guess I'll just continue to maniacally refresh my e-mail and friends pages even though I know Friday afternoon is always a dead zone of entertainment in that realm. Maybe I'll also start brainstorming tasks for the Hearts game tonight. Luckily playing cards with sexy friends and partners is free. Maybe that saying about the best things in life is true.
He says, while wishing he went to the H&M opening on Michigan Avenue during lunch.
Yesterday I was my mother and cut out a comic strip from the newspaper to hang up in my cubicle. I stuck it underneath the sheet of accounting codes and next to the strawberry hat that got left behind from the kids' event our office held. If you come visit me at work, I'll try it on for you. Anyway, the comic strip is "One Big Happy" which, again, is my mother, because she always talked about about how the kid in the comic was just like me as a kid. I just referred to my mother in the past tense. I'll just keep going and not spend too much time on that, thank you Dr. Freud.
I just got an e-mail inviting me to the gay and lesbian alumni homecoming event. On this committee is someone who graduated the same year I did, and the name doesn't look familiar at all. Why does this make me irritated? Maybe because I was okay with having my name in the student paper once a month when they needed a gay quote and was therefore outed on a regular basis. I shouldn't be such a bitter queen. Who knows, maybe I'll actually go this year -- it's the only alumni event they've done all year that didn't cost a boatload. I know I went to this ritzy snobby private university, but guess what? I'm still broke.
I can't use the phone because I'm waiting for a call. I guess this means I can't leave the office to walk around either. I guess I could go back to being productive at work but that doesn't seem like much fun. I guess I'll just continue to maniacally refresh my e-mail and friends pages even though I know Friday afternoon is always a dead zone of entertainment in that realm. Maybe I'll also start brainstorming tasks for the Hearts game tonight. Luckily playing cards with sexy friends and partners is free. Maybe that saying about the best things in life is true.
He says, while wishing he went to the H&M opening on Michigan Avenue during lunch.
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Date: 2003-09-12 12:45 pm (UTC)me too!
Date: 2003-09-12 01:12 pm (UTC)Re: me too!
Date: 2003-09-12 01:30 pm (UTC)Also, I have to return the car this evening before the game, which means a detour to Lakeview, at least for me.
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Date: 2003-09-12 01:17 pm (UTC)No extra layers. Fewer layers, fewer.
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Date: 2003-09-12 01:44 pm (UTC)I'm not wearing underwear. Carry on.
apparently i'm still angry
Date: 2003-09-12 04:25 pm (UTC)i still think we should start a rival group. "we were out and proud IN college, bite this." like that.