Thursday, June 30, 2005

All Over the Place

Never again will I post first thing in the morning. You know why? Because although that last post has validity to it, its not me. Did I smoke crack before bed last night? Geez....

I just got back from Starbucks', yuummmyyy, and I think I met my future husband. Well he doesn't know he's my future husband, but I definitely wouldn't mind jumping on his head. I'm full of energy people so I'll probably be posting ALL. DAY. LONG. - but back to my husband. He fit a lot of the criteria - mainly, he was hot, but he was also funny. He looked like Dermot Mulroney (from My Best Friend's Wedding). I'm flushed. Too bad our brief affair didn't last another second or two because I would have had him. Oh yes, I would have had him - right there, behind the counter with the whip cream and vanilla latte. Yowzer.

I need to calm down. Deep breaths. Serenity now, serenity now. Yamma yamma yamma yaaaaammmmaa (Do you get that joke? Hightower - C.O.P. Citizen's on Patrol from the Police Academy movies).

Also I saw Marcus. Couldn't help but look at the lips that brought me so much pleasure. Yummy. He's too calm to be with a rambuncious ginny like me. My blood is on fire right now, my heart is skipping and so are my loins. Geez louise, I need affection in the worst way.

Oh and my boobs look outrageously large today. Thanks Trixie, I look like a porn star in this bra. Ok, so this might not be the worst thing in the world to happen to me.

Perhaps I'm amped up because its my night out with the ladies? Tonight should be fun - it always is right? One of the local magazines will be at the pub we frequent on Thursday nights. They asked us to be there tonight so we could get in the magazine. Trixie and I have a reputation so we must deliver. HA! So if I have your phone number, expect a drunk voicemail at work tomorrow. B and Matt, LOOK OUT! Of course B doesn't mind, he gets them all the time and he loves them or at least I think he does. If he doesn't, I'll be sure to leave at least 3 then.

I'm alone in my office today, that can only spell one thing. Disaster. I play really loud music, my productively drops dramatically and I surf the net at an alarming rate. Oh wait, that's everyday.

Trixie just called, I'm meeting her in the lobby and since I'm a social butterfly, I will make sure I stop and talk to AT LEAST 6 people on my way. Nice.

4 comments:

Matt said...

You don't need to marry a coffee worker, you are hyped up enough on your own...

NCTRNL said...

If you're always this hyper you could hurt someone you know...

Meredith said...

What does NCTRNL mean?

Matt said...

Just a guess. and I could be wrong, but I imagine nocturnal... just a guess though