There comes a time in unfortunately all my relationships thus far where Mr. Right becomes quite clearly, Mr. What-Was-I-Thinking?!
Skeevatz Chris. Is. Aptly. Named.
Ugh... He really is a loser.
Had a hysterical day at work with L. and R. Hysterical. I had about five thousand calories for lunch as had my long craved for McDonald's chicken sandwhich.
Tried on the skinny jeans, am coming to love my abnormally large hips. Granted, the jeans were stretched within an inch of their lives, but my hips looked so abnormally huge, it was cute in a way.
MUST RUN TOMORROW AT THE TRACK.
Talked dirty to lovely C.H. Married my latest obsession via facebook. The guy actually agreed!
Sher was saved by a miracle last night as she was boarding the train at Grand Central at 2AM. last night. She just happened to bump into this huge guy that Cailtin knows and all his cronies. She rode home with a pack of huge, scary-looking men!
Saw greasy Steve on the train this morning myself, on of the very rare times I have taken it. Was hysterical. The guy jsut keeps chewing your ear off with talking but yet he has NOTHING to say. Why do men do that?! Do I look like I care about basketball finals?! As you can clearly see, I am no athlete.
(Although I have spoken to and shopped with Serena Williams!)
Anyway, to bed. My hair is wet.
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