It's already Tuesday. Weekend was very slow, as i was very slow because I pulled my back out Saturday morning and hobbled around the rest of the time. I'm feeling better now and can sit up. I felt old and broken. Maybe it was a blessing, since i missed the mother's day BBQ (um, i was alright with that).
I have an appt in Beverly Hills later today. That'll be interesting. A $500,000 condo? Wonder what that's going to be like. Almost sounds too cheap for the city, but *eah?* who knows?
I'm glad Dad's back from his week vacation. It sucks to do his job, and then, my assistant got married and spent last week on honeymoon--so i was all alone in the office with an occaisional visit from my brother; Two, one for lunch, and one to pick up his paycheck. Heh. But he had the "Pager of Doom" as i call it...darn thing goes off all fricken day, 20-30 times. And you have to call everyone back. It's a day of constant interruption.
That's why we comfort each other by saying "It sucks to be Dad", whenever Dad leaves town. Cause seriously, it does suck. But the one who holds the pager, gets the bonus, so there's a silver lining in it. The one with no pager gets the peace.
I have an appt in Beverly Hills later today. That'll be interesting. A $500,000 condo? Wonder what that's going to be like. Almost sounds too cheap for the city, but *eah?* who knows?
I'm glad Dad's back from his week vacation. It sucks to do his job, and then, my assistant got married and spent last week on honeymoon--so i was all alone in the office with an occaisional visit from my brother; Two, one for lunch, and one to pick up his paycheck. Heh. But he had the "Pager of Doom" as i call it...darn thing goes off all fricken day, 20-30 times. And you have to call everyone back. It's a day of constant interruption.
That's why we comfort each other by saying "It sucks to be Dad", whenever Dad leaves town. Cause seriously, it does suck. But the one who holds the pager, gets the bonus, so there's a silver lining in it. The one with no pager gets the peace.
a week of peace? ahh glorius....
hopefully we can get together at the health spa soon.... my back is hurting me today too...slept with the ceiling fan on....
gracie
It was SO cute, actually. We were talking online, as usual, 'cause we're friends in real life. I met him because of the site.
Anyway, we were talking about how shy we were in high school and how Prom was ten years ago for both of us. We got talking about dates, and then it kinda died.
So, in my journal, I put, "I'm too shy to ask a boy to Prom, so I left a note in his locker. I hope he finds it before sixth hour," or something like that.
He saw it and started talking about making out in the gym. I asked if I was getting an answer, so he wrote in my journal, "*opens locker*"
I was going insane, and he knew it. So, a half-hour later, he said, "Oh my god. Fine. Sarah, will you go to Prom with me?" I could have died laughing. It was so cute and funny.
Oh fuck. I'm gushing like a teenager. This is so not Sorcha-like.