What the hell?

Hi Trisha!!!

Or, should I say, Madame Florida?

Kidding.

p.s. I want the non-mole checker:) I was in LI for the weekend and very bad about checking the ghetto phone. I know I need a new phone, but i do NOT want cingular. but i have a few months left. and a very crappy phone to boot.

sigh.

too lazy to figure this out.

instead i'm zoning on sunday tv, and getting ready for bed. i need to turn in early as i only enjoyed pharma enduced dreaming this weekend. i'm spoiled. hopelessly.

ugh. i just realized how ungroomed my eyebrows are. the intent had been to come in to see my little asian woman. but in stopping in penn station for a bike registration card i boarded the red line to go downtown.

UM

bad idea on the day of the parade;. i was smushed in a flood of sweaty rainbow colored bodies. and came out 12 blocks higher than my subway entrance. oh well. and it's not going to happen mondya, since we have the movie after work. so that leaves me furry the rest of th week. hmph. well. whatever. i'm all sorts of annoyed i have to rearrange my dentist visit for a baby shower. i was planning to show up late for my bosses' cake, etc. until i was brought into the planning component. now i've staged a strategy meeting i have to create fake documents for early. not fake, just early. rolling of eyes.

children. unless they're yours, they're a pain.

posted by irene @ 6/27/2004 09:50:00 PM