Be alert for new opportunities - business or pleasure.
^My fortune cookie. Does this mean I'll get a job and a boyfriend?!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Day 150 - About Time!
^My fortune cookie. Does this mean I'll get a job and a boyfriend?!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Day 149 - A Single, Adult, Away From Family Girl's Thanksgiving Plans
Sooooo...Legal Eagle and I actually have Thanksgiving plans this year other than making all the food ourselves and then eating it all.
We will be heading to Casey's Thanksgiving. I think it'll be Casey and maybe some of her family, as well as Cappie and some others. It sounds fun and I will be making some awesome mac and cheese, LE will make a dessert and of course we will bring wine.
Thanksgiving has probably been one of the "eh" holidays out in California for us, so I'm pumped to have plans and not have to cook all day!!
Oh, and it doesn't end there.
After hanging out for Thanksgiving, we will spend the night going out to Azteca (which is the bar/restaurant we finished off Halloween). We always have a good time there. It's a Mexican bar/restaurant that is dedicated to Elvis and has karaoke and Guitar Hero and stuff on random nights. Fun!
Oh, and it doesn't end there either.
Earlier this last week, Casey went into full matchmaker mode and made sure that Double B (LE's "bf") and his roomie RJ will be going to Azteca Thanksgiving night.
Unfortunately, LE and Casey have not been able to give me the exact wording of how he agreed to go and what he thinks of me, as we did meet for 1 minute once. Instead, this is what I get in an online chat from LE:
LE: Thanksgiving at Casey's then to Azteca
RJ is going to come
Casey was working on it last night
:)
ME: OK
LE: What are we going to wear for Thanksgiving?
Me: Casey said casual?
LE: Yeah
But then you have a hot date.
:)
Me: So Casey put together us all going to Azteca?
LE: Yes
Me: Cute
LE: So she was like, "Oh [Double B], [LE] is coming to Thanksgiving at my house
and he was like, "Yeah I know."
and then she was like, "Hey [Double B], [LE] is going to Azteca with us after Thanksgiving and he said he would go.
Me: Haha.
LE: And then she was like, "Hey [RJ], Molly is pretty cute, huh?"
and he said yes
Me: You two are sooooo not discreet!
LE: And then she said, "Hey [RJ], Molly is coming over for Thanksgiving."
and he said OK
and then she said, "Hey [RJ], Molly is going to Azteca after Thanksgiving."
and he said, "OK - I want to go too."
OK, problem with this convo is obviously all this was established, but I know this is not the word-for-word convo. I mean, did he AGREE I was cute or did he just go along with it? And did he decide to go to Azteca after it was concluded that I was going or because Double B was going.
But everyone seems convinced he'll adore me, and why wouldn't he???
So now I have a semi-set-up on Thanksgiving. Not weird at all. But, while LE thinks it'll be hilarious because everyone will be around for the set-up, I know the attention will not at all be on me because this will be the first time her and Double B are out with others (other than me) and Casey and Cappie will be all excited to see their set-up out and about. The awkward attention will be all hers!
Should be a fun, interesting Thanksgiving. Will post pictures of what we decide to wear. It's bound to be cute. And despite my previous indifference, I'm kind of excited to get to know a new guy.
We will be heading to Casey's Thanksgiving. I think it'll be Casey and maybe some of her family, as well as Cappie and some others. It sounds fun and I will be making some awesome mac and cheese, LE will make a dessert and of course we will bring wine.
Thanksgiving has probably been one of the "eh" holidays out in California for us, so I'm pumped to have plans and not have to cook all day!!
Oh, and it doesn't end there.
After hanging out for Thanksgiving, we will spend the night going out to Azteca (which is the bar/restaurant we finished off Halloween). We always have a good time there. It's a Mexican bar/restaurant that is dedicated to Elvis and has karaoke and Guitar Hero and stuff on random nights. Fun!
Oh, and it doesn't end there either.
Earlier this last week, Casey went into full matchmaker mode and made sure that Double B (LE's "bf") and his roomie RJ will be going to Azteca Thanksgiving night.
Unfortunately, LE and Casey have not been able to give me the exact wording of how he agreed to go and what he thinks of me, as we did meet for 1 minute once. Instead, this is what I get in an online chat from LE:
LE: Thanksgiving at Casey's then to Azteca
RJ is going to come
Casey was working on it last night
:)
ME: OK
LE: What are we going to wear for Thanksgiving?
Me: Casey said casual?
LE: Yeah
But then you have a hot date.
:)
Me: So Casey put together us all going to Azteca?
LE: Yes
Me: Cute
LE: So she was like, "Oh [Double B], [LE] is coming to Thanksgiving at my house
and he was like, "Yeah I know."
and then she was like, "Hey [Double B], [LE] is going to Azteca with us after Thanksgiving and he said he would go.
Me: Haha.
LE: And then she was like, "Hey [RJ], Molly is pretty cute, huh?"
and he said yes
Me: You two are sooooo not discreet!
LE: And then she said, "Hey [RJ], Molly is coming over for Thanksgiving."
and he said OK
and then she said, "Hey [RJ], Molly is going to Azteca after Thanksgiving."
and he said, "OK - I want to go too."
OK, problem with this convo is obviously all this was established, but I know this is not the word-for-word convo. I mean, did he AGREE I was cute or did he just go along with it? And did he decide to go to Azteca after it was concluded that I was going or because Double B was going.
But everyone seems convinced he'll adore me, and why wouldn't he???
So now I have a semi-set-up on Thanksgiving. Not weird at all. But, while LE thinks it'll be hilarious because everyone will be around for the set-up, I know the attention will not at all be on me because this will be the first time her and Double B are out with others (other than me) and Casey and Cappie will be all excited to see their set-up out and about. The awkward attention will be all hers!
Should be a fun, interesting Thanksgiving. Will post pictures of what we decide to wear. It's bound to be cute. And despite my previous indifference, I'm kind of excited to get to know a new guy.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Day 148 cont. - Just Me
^This is my awesome outfit from last Friday's drinks/apps. thing where I was totally on my own (no Legal Eagle until later), but I totally rocked it.
^I think my new makeup looks quite fetching. Oh, and my hair as well!
^You like my dark green nails??
Day 148 cont. - Sure I Can't Hide Under Blankets?
Not only do I have to just sit back and let my account be overdrawn by $40-some dollars until peace is restored in the Land of Molly, but I also have to edit a 5,000+ word interview down to under 2,000 words. Oh, and I have to format it.
I quit.
I quit.
Day 148 - I'm Keeping My Money Under A Mattress
I've been having a yucky, no good, just flat out horrible bank experience this week.
Someone used my bank info to buy something online and then when I thought it was settled, turns out it wasn't and the money is going to be out of my account for the next couple of days.
And then when I broke down in tears on the phone just now trying to clarify that I would be broke until further notice, the bank guy just says:
"Well, we can't really do anything because even if we filed a claim it would take time. Do you need the money?"
No, no, I don't need the money. Who needs money??? In fact, what is this money thing you speak of???
I want to curl up on the couch and watch TV, but I do have work to do. Actually, one piece of work that I am finishing the first part of is fun and exciting, so I will rally.
Also, I will need to update you later on Thanksgiving because it will be good and there is much to tell. The updates Legal Eagle just gave me have me a little cheered up.
Someone used my bank info to buy something online and then when I thought it was settled, turns out it wasn't and the money is going to be out of my account for the next couple of days.
And then when I broke down in tears on the phone just now trying to clarify that I would be broke until further notice, the bank guy just says:
"Well, we can't really do anything because even if we filed a claim it would take time. Do you need the money?"
No, no, I don't need the money. Who needs money??? In fact, what is this money thing you speak of???
I want to curl up on the couch and watch TV, but I do have work to do. Actually, one piece of work that I am finishing the first part of is fun and exciting, so I will rally.
Also, I will need to update you later on Thanksgiving because it will be good and there is much to tell. The updates Legal Eagle just gave me have me a little cheered up.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Day 147 cont. - Oh, Halloween!
I'm in a good mood and realized I never showed the pics from Halloween!
^I look better in this pic than the one that is coming up. Edit: I changed my mind...other one maybe looks better. Or they look exactly the same.
^The football guy! Also, what's with my death grip on my drink??
^Well at least my nails look cute in their death grip.
^I look better in this pic than the one that is coming up. Edit: I changed my mind...other one maybe looks better. Or they look exactly the same.
^The football guy! Also, what's with my death grip on my drink??
^Well at least my nails look cute in their death grip.
Day 147 - Recent Randomness
Legal Eagle and I began talking about things to do on dates.
Me: You know, you could go to like, what is it, a poor man's sport.
LE: What? Like a cock fight?
Me: (laughing) Noooo...like not professional sports, but like rinky dink ones.
LE: Oh, I was confused there for a minute.
On our way home one day, LE's navigator (who is named Joan) went gray instead of being in color.
Me: Great! Joan's gone all depressed, Emo on us.
LE and me talking about my potential set-up.
LE: So would you go out with him?
Me: Yeah.
LE: Really?!
Me: Yeah, just don't be all awkward and obvious about it.
LE stares at me.
Me: Right, you'll be totally awkward and obvious about it.
LE: Probably.
More on a potential set-up.
Me: Just because we're both single, doesn't mean I'm his type.
LE: Please, you are so a higher number.
What LE does at class.
Me: How was class?
LE: I played a game of Hearts and won and then I played 27 games of Minesweeper.
Me: You know, you could go to like, what is it, a poor man's sport.
LE: What? Like a cock fight?
Me: (laughing) Noooo...like not professional sports, but like rinky dink ones.
LE: Oh, I was confused there for a minute.
On our way home one day, LE's navigator (who is named Joan) went gray instead of being in color.
Me: Great! Joan's gone all depressed, Emo on us.
LE and me talking about my potential set-up.
LE: So would you go out with him?
Me: Yeah.
LE: Really?!
Me: Yeah, just don't be all awkward and obvious about it.
LE stares at me.
Me: Right, you'll be totally awkward and obvious about it.
LE: Probably.
More on a potential set-up.
Me: Just because we're both single, doesn't mean I'm his type.
LE: Please, you are so a higher number.
What LE does at class.
Me: How was class?
LE: I played a game of Hearts and won and then I played 27 games of Minesweeper.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Day 146 - Diagnosis: Indifference
Uuggghhhh...
So, remember how I was all "Cute guys! cute guys!" not too long ago? Now I'm on a different page and, actually, I think I have been there for a while.
I'll start from the end and go back in time.
Last night Legal Eagle and I went out with some people (including the guy she is dating!). Long story short, she wants to set me up with Double B's roommate...we'll call him RJ. How did we get to this? Back up!
LE has been going out with Double B and chatting and whatever. LE and Casey have been catching up on this and are working hard to set me up.
Side note: I know...set ups. I have not asked for them, but I choose to entertain the idea and their "matchmaking" skills and am just going along with whatever.
Sooo...they eventually came around to Double B's roomie. And now he's the next guy up to bat. And...I briefly met him Saturday night. He seems nice, cute, in shape and at least taller than me in flats. But upon hearing about him a few days before and preparing to meet him, I felt completely indifferent. I didn't pry LE for info or attempt to do a Facebook search or anything. I could have, I just didn't.
And on top of this, when LE was telling me that her and Casey began thinking that RJ was a good choice, she mentioned that Casey was afraid of Mr. Kiss Me being an ass to me if that was ever an option for a set up. At this point I realized that the last time I thought of MKM was all of two days after Halloween. He was clearly a fleeting thought. Usually I would attempt to get more info on him or think of how I could search online, etc., etc. And here I thought I was "intrigued."
Once I realized all this I thought back to every guy I've met or thought was cute or anything and while I'm sure all of them are great, they've been nothing more than a thought at the time and then gone. Pretty much even the anticipation of being set up makes me indifferent.
Where's this indifference come from? I have a few ideas: maybe it's because of the set ups - I have to wonder if I'm being set up with someone just because we're both single. Not all single people like each other. Or maybe it's because most of the guys I've been meeting are in Orange County and dating someone from there just seems difficult. Or maybe it's because the guys aren't necessarily showing interest. Well, OK MKM has hit on me and then there was that other "Johnny Depp" guy who wouldn't leave me alone. And I'm adorable so who wouldn't be smitten?
What don't I like about this feeling of indifference? Mostly it's OK, but my one fear about it is that it's a result of me wanting to be "wowed" by a guy. Some may say I have high standards and am "picky." Sometimes I do feel like I want, want, want it all.
But where's this leave our leading lady? Well, I'll go along with set ups and anything else because what have I got to lose? But mostly, I'm going to focus on me. All me. I'm going to be all about work and finally get back to my writing. I'm going to get working out again! It's been so long and it'll feel so good to get running. Also, I'm going to paint my nails a lot. Weird, right? But I'm obsessed lately and want to buy all sorts of cute colors. Plus nail polish is cheaper than say, accessories, so it's an OK treat for myself. Also I will spend some time deciding if I should buy a winter coat or a couple of sweater dresses instead. I'm going to work on networking because I need to work on that. Oh, and I'm going to read that dang Steve Harvey book for X-mas book club!
And who knows where my indifference will take me!
So, remember how I was all "Cute guys! cute guys!" not too long ago? Now I'm on a different page and, actually, I think I have been there for a while.
I'll start from the end and go back in time.
Last night Legal Eagle and I went out with some people (including the guy she is dating!). Long story short, she wants to set me up with Double B's roommate...we'll call him RJ. How did we get to this? Back up!
LE has been going out with Double B and chatting and whatever. LE and Casey have been catching up on this and are working hard to set me up.
Side note: I know...set ups. I have not asked for them, but I choose to entertain the idea and their "matchmaking" skills and am just going along with whatever.
Sooo...they eventually came around to Double B's roomie. And now he's the next guy up to bat. And...I briefly met him Saturday night. He seems nice, cute, in shape and at least taller than me in flats. But upon hearing about him a few days before and preparing to meet him, I felt completely indifferent. I didn't pry LE for info or attempt to do a Facebook search or anything. I could have, I just didn't.
And on top of this, when LE was telling me that her and Casey began thinking that RJ was a good choice, she mentioned that Casey was afraid of Mr. Kiss Me being an ass to me if that was ever an option for a set up. At this point I realized that the last time I thought of MKM was all of two days after Halloween. He was clearly a fleeting thought. Usually I would attempt to get more info on him or think of how I could search online, etc., etc. And here I thought I was "intrigued."
Once I realized all this I thought back to every guy I've met or thought was cute or anything and while I'm sure all of them are great, they've been nothing more than a thought at the time and then gone. Pretty much even the anticipation of being set up makes me indifferent.
Where's this indifference come from? I have a few ideas: maybe it's because of the set ups - I have to wonder if I'm being set up with someone just because we're both single. Not all single people like each other. Or maybe it's because most of the guys I've been meeting are in Orange County and dating someone from there just seems difficult. Or maybe it's because the guys aren't necessarily showing interest. Well, OK MKM has hit on me and then there was that other "Johnny Depp" guy who wouldn't leave me alone. And I'm adorable so who wouldn't be smitten?
What don't I like about this feeling of indifference? Mostly it's OK, but my one fear about it is that it's a result of me wanting to be "wowed" by a guy. Some may say I have high standards and am "picky." Sometimes I do feel like I want, want, want it all.
But where's this leave our leading lady? Well, I'll go along with set ups and anything else because what have I got to lose? But mostly, I'm going to focus on me. All me. I'm going to be all about work and finally get back to my writing. I'm going to get working out again! It's been so long and it'll feel so good to get running. Also, I'm going to paint my nails a lot. Weird, right? But I'm obsessed lately and want to buy all sorts of cute colors. Plus nail polish is cheaper than say, accessories, so it's an OK treat for myself. Also I will spend some time deciding if I should buy a winter coat or a couple of sweater dresses instead. I'm going to work on networking because I need to work on that. Oh, and I'm going to read that dang Steve Harvey book for X-mas book club!
And who knows where my indifference will take me!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Day 145 - Beyonce on Legal Eagle's Brain
Scene: Legal Eagle and I are eating breakfast in the kitchen
LE: Do you like it?
Me: Like what?
LE: The toast.
Me: Oh, yeah, it's good.
LE: Should've put a ring on it.
LE: Do you like it?
Me: Like what?
LE: The toast.
Me: Oh, yeah, it's good.
LE: Should've put a ring on it.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Day 144 cont. - Fashion From Last Week...
...which was also my last week at work!!
^Monday: Hm...I should have worn heels. But this combo is cute!
^Tuesday: Holy cuteness with a mustache necklace. I borrowed the shirt from Legal Eagle's closet (we've been raiding each other's stuff lately).
^Wednesday: I think this shirt is one of the few items (other than pants) that I repeated quite a bit. Got to love it!
^Thursday: Again, borrowed LE's shirt. And should have worn heels. Am I shrinking??
^Friday: Casual and cute for my final day, with some mega heels. Oh, and did I mention it's LE's shirt?
That's all kids. I think I'm done because this is exhausting, but I definitely have become much more creative with my clothes...and LE's!!
^Monday: Hm...I should have worn heels. But this combo is cute!
^Tuesday: Holy cuteness with a mustache necklace. I borrowed the shirt from Legal Eagle's closet (we've been raiding each other's stuff lately).
^Wednesday: I think this shirt is one of the few items (other than pants) that I repeated quite a bit. Got to love it!
^Thursday: Again, borrowed LE's shirt. And should have worn heels. Am I shrinking??
^Friday: Casual and cute for my final day, with some mega heels. Oh, and did I mention it's LE's shirt?
That's all kids. I think I'm done because this is exhausting, but I definitely have become much more creative with my clothes...and LE's!!
Day 144 - Fashion From Two Weeks Ago
Yikes bikes! I'm behind!
^Monday: I got three "You look so cute!" comments. Can you blame them? With an adorable scarf from oldest sister and one awesome outfit was created! (PS. Legal Eagle then copycatted this outfit from her closet and her boss complimented her!).
^Tuesday: New clothing alert! Check out my comfy, cozy sweater dress. It's nice...
^Wednesday: Simple, clean outfit, but dang! My hair looks good!
^Thursday: Another new clothing alert! Check out my simple and cozy tee. Good color on me if I do say so.
^Friday: Oh, this was Halloween. I went as a more perfect self as you can see I got this outfit right with the black booties finally!!
^Monday: I got three "You look so cute!" comments. Can you blame them? With an adorable scarf from oldest sister and one awesome outfit was created! (PS. Legal Eagle then copycatted this outfit from her closet and her boss complimented her!).
^Tuesday: New clothing alert! Check out my comfy, cozy sweater dress. It's nice...
^Wednesday: Simple, clean outfit, but dang! My hair looks good!
^Thursday: Another new clothing alert! Check out my simple and cozy tee. Good color on me if I do say so.
^Friday: Oh, this was Halloween. I went as a more perfect self as you can see I got this outfit right with the black booties finally!!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Day 143 - Yup, This Is My Life
5:50am: Wake up to alarm and snap out of a dream. Worst feeling. Realize previous dream had been about high school classmates. Roll eyes.
6:05am: Rejoice in not needing to wash hair because I will be curling it today.
7:10am: Begin panic because I have nothing to wear and it's my last day! Raid Legal Eagle's closet and find super cute casual top. Decide I look like a rock star.
7:22am: Rifle through purse to find out if I have enough change to get me to and from work.
7:23am: Do a little dance when I realize I won't have to hit up the bank on my lunch break to get money for the bus.
7:23.15am: Am a little sad in knowing I won't have a reason to take a brief walk outside to the bank.
7:35am: Catch the bus.
7:40am: Am a little sad exiting first bus because I adore our driver. She isn't friendly until you get to know her and I finally broke through this last month. I say my goodbyes.
7:50am: Celebrate catching second bus right after walking to stop from first.
7:50.15am: Realize second bus is really crowded. Worry about having to stand as I am wearing 3 inch heels. Decide seating order should be: Old/Disabled people, Pregnant women/Women with babies, People in high heels.
7:50.25am: Rejoice in seeing an open seat. Think it's because of good karma from giving up seat to child yesterday.
7:50.26am: Cry a little inside because the open seat is next to a sleeping man.
7:50.27am: Begin prayers that sleeping man does not lean on me.
7:52am: Notice girl with REALLY dark lip liner and bare lips. Rejoice!
7:53am: Begin to ponder how the trend of dark lip liner and light lips started. Think about Googling it later.
8:00am: Dance in head when sleeping man gets off at next stop. Maybe praying does work.
8:05am: Exit bus and head to Peet's for my special last day holiday drink I am treating myself to.
8:07am: Start getting excited about special last day holiday drink while waiting in line. Almost fail to notice two super cute guys. One a little on the short side.
8:08am: Begin to order my Peppermint Mocha. Cashier compliments my blush and calls me darling! This is exceptionally good since yesterday I thought I looked like I had pink highlighter on my cheeks. Eh, probably do.
8:09am: Realize I will miss the super sweet workers at Peet's (even though I only went 3 times).
8:11am: Get drink, decide that as sweet as the staff is, the drinks at Starbuck's are better.
8:11.45am: Ponder who first came up with the holiday drinks as all coffee chains have the same ones.
8:12am: Try to hurry to catch elevator. Then, doors are held for me.
8:12.10am: Am pleasantly surprised when I notice doors are held by cute guy who works on 4. Have seen him pass by on 5 a couple of times, but have had no interaction.
8:12.11am: "Oh, I've got mine," he says as I begin rifling through my giant purse for my ID to press my floor. (Why can't I just put my ID somewhere I can find it?).
8:12.12am: Am even more pleasantly surprised when cute guy presses my floor without me even saying what number. Quickly ponder if it's because he has briefly noticed me on 5, or if when he held the doors he thought, "That's the cute girl on 5."
8:12.13am: Begin chit chat with cute guy. Roughly goes as such:
Cute guy: How are you?
Me: Good. You?
CG: Good. It's bagel Friday.
Me: (Rejoice that he loves bagel Friday as much as me) I know, helps me get through the day.
CG: So you're doing the merchant content stuff?
Me: (In head: How's he know?) Yeah.
CG: Cool, so it's like the same stuff every day?
Me: Yeah, pretty much.
CG: (laughs) That's rough. Did you see the email [big time sales guy at company] sent yesterday around the office?
Me: No.
CG: Oh, he was really praising what you guys were doing. You must be pretty good.
Me: (Do an "I'm awesome" dance in head) Oh, that's great to hear.
8:12.23am: Curse elevator for not getting stuck. Cute guy says bye.
8:12.25am: Decide I will get my bagel when I see him pop up to 5 for his.
8:20am: Wonder if I can hold out for cute guy to get his bagel. So hungry!
8:30am: See cute guy pop up to 5 for his bagel! Rejoice!
8:31am: Ponder if going to get my bagel when he does will seem stalker-ish.
8:31.10am: Decide I need to be a little more bold. Get up to get bagel.
8:32am: Yay! More conversation with cute guy:
CG: How many of you are working on the project?
Me: Three.
CG: What are the others' names?
Me: [Name] and [Name]...and I'm Molly. (Kick self mentally for being so awkward in my introduction, while wondering why he just asked their names.)
CG: I'm [cute guy]. So how long is the project going on for? Indefinitely?
Me: No, actually today is my last day.
CG: (Looks up from his bagel with shock on his face) What?! Today??
Me: Yeah, it was a 3-month thing. Now I guess they have to run numbers to see if it's worked at all.
CG: I'll have to send out an email to convince them to continue it.
Me: (laughs, rejoice, and wonder why he is wearing light blue jeans).
CG: So then what's next for you?
Me: I think going back to freelancing for a bit and take it from there.
CG: Oh my roommate just started freelancing. Seems like a mixed bag, stressful but nice to set your own schedule.
Me: Yeah, that's completely it.
CG: Can't believe today is your last day.
Me: (In head: Why did we jsut meet today?!) Yeah, it's weird to think I won't be heading here Monday.
CG: (finishes with bagel) Well, have a good last day.
Me: (In head: That's it?!) Thanks!
8:40am: Begin to think that cute guy should have made more of an effort. And get sad that today really IS my last day.
8:41am: Realize I saw three cute guys before 9:00am. There must be tons out there!
8:42am: Decide I must have been walking around blind my whole life if I'm just now noticing all the cute guys.
8:55am: Stuff giant strawberry in mouth, realize this was a poor decision. Struggle to chew.
9:00am: Ponder whether cute guy comes up here for lunch. I think sometimes.
9:10am: Begin thinking that a whole bagel may be too much for me today.
9:11am: Continue to crank through some work. Pat self on back.
9:45am: Realize cute guy and Mr. Kiss Me have the same name. Not sure what to make of this.
9:45.38: Hear coworker say she has Starbuck's. Wish I did too. Peet's didn't even ask or put whip cream on my Peppermint Mocha!
9:46am: Do quick work email address search on cute guy. Find out last name and exact position at work. Am pleased with sleuth skills.
9:48am: Am tempted to Google cute guy. Decide that is NOT the best idea while at work.
10:15am: Discuss on Gmail chat with LE that she may be allergic to a lotion she uses every now and then.
10:25am: After having gotten advice from my parents on a "I'm leaving" email to send editors at work, get further advice from LE and am pleased with all the good advice.
10:27am: Find out oldest sister saw Ellen and Oprah! Am jealous because Oprah is someone I definitely want to see in person.
10:35am: Email further with oldest sister. Have to look up Lynda Barry. Ponder how awesome it is that someone can make a career out of creating comics.
10:43am: Hear during HR phone call that pets get insurance through this company. Begin REALLY wishing I was full-time here.
11:00am: Decide the world is a mess after reading some blogs and news bits online.
11:20am: Read bit about how Sarah Jessica Parker loves the smell of dirty diapers.
11:20.10: Stop reading.
12:25pm: After working hard, hard, hard, spend 5 minutes in bathroom trying to decide if I have too much makeup on. Luckily lighting is dull in office, so no one probably notices.
12:55pm: Watch video of women's soccer game where one woman back punches another and pulls another down to the ground by her ponytail, among other violent moves. Realize my mom was right to be scared of me playing soccer with older and bigger girls. Sliently thank my lucky stars...and mom.
1:15pm: Decide, despite not starving yet, I should eat lunch.
1:16pm: Ponder having soda to drink. Figure I need some water since I had a big ol' coffee this morning. Get water.
1:20pm: Give LE my Hotmail address. Shocked to find I still know the password since it's nothing like I usually use.
1:30pm: Read bit about how Miley Cyrus has never heard a Jay-Z song as I take my lunch. So many things are dumb about this statement, all I can think is WTF?! Lies!
1:47pm: Get nervous about preparing email to editors for fear of seeming like a beggar. Then remember story Casey told LE and me about how she got her part-time teaching gig:
Casey: I just kept emailing the woman in charge of hiring constantly until she gave me a job.
1:47.30pm: Decide there is no harm in showing interest and persistence.
1:55pm: Get email for my exit interview and to get my final check. Sad and excited all at once.
3:06pm: Stress about subject line for email to editors. Text oldest sister for help.
4:14pm: Finished up exit interview. Got check! Score!
4:22pm: Told I can wrap up and head out! Boo ya!
Hope you enjoyed my final day at work! What next....
6:05am: Rejoice in not needing to wash hair because I will be curling it today.
7:10am: Begin panic because I have nothing to wear and it's my last day! Raid Legal Eagle's closet and find super cute casual top. Decide I look like a rock star.
7:22am: Rifle through purse to find out if I have enough change to get me to and from work.
7:23am: Do a little dance when I realize I won't have to hit up the bank on my lunch break to get money for the bus.
7:23.15am: Am a little sad in knowing I won't have a reason to take a brief walk outside to the bank.
7:35am: Catch the bus.
7:40am: Am a little sad exiting first bus because I adore our driver. She isn't friendly until you get to know her and I finally broke through this last month. I say my goodbyes.
7:50am: Celebrate catching second bus right after walking to stop from first.
7:50.15am: Realize second bus is really crowded. Worry about having to stand as I am wearing 3 inch heels. Decide seating order should be: Old/Disabled people, Pregnant women/Women with babies, People in high heels.
7:50.25am: Rejoice in seeing an open seat. Think it's because of good karma from giving up seat to child yesterday.
7:50.26am: Cry a little inside because the open seat is next to a sleeping man.
7:50.27am: Begin prayers that sleeping man does not lean on me.
7:52am: Notice girl with REALLY dark lip liner and bare lips. Rejoice!
7:53am: Begin to ponder how the trend of dark lip liner and light lips started. Think about Googling it later.
8:00am: Dance in head when sleeping man gets off at next stop. Maybe praying does work.
8:05am: Exit bus and head to Peet's for my special last day holiday drink I am treating myself to.
8:07am: Start getting excited about special last day holiday drink while waiting in line. Almost fail to notice two super cute guys. One a little on the short side.
8:08am: Begin to order my Peppermint Mocha. Cashier compliments my blush and calls me darling! This is exceptionally good since yesterday I thought I looked like I had pink highlighter on my cheeks. Eh, probably do.
8:09am: Realize I will miss the super sweet workers at Peet's (even though I only went 3 times).
8:11am: Get drink, decide that as sweet as the staff is, the drinks at Starbuck's are better.
8:11.45am: Ponder who first came up with the holiday drinks as all coffee chains have the same ones.
8:12am: Try to hurry to catch elevator. Then, doors are held for me.
8:12.10am: Am pleasantly surprised when I notice doors are held by cute guy who works on 4. Have seen him pass by on 5 a couple of times, but have had no interaction.
8:12.11am: "Oh, I've got mine," he says as I begin rifling through my giant purse for my ID to press my floor. (Why can't I just put my ID somewhere I can find it?).
8:12.12am: Am even more pleasantly surprised when cute guy presses my floor without me even saying what number. Quickly ponder if it's because he has briefly noticed me on 5, or if when he held the doors he thought, "That's the cute girl on 5."
8:12.13am: Begin chit chat with cute guy. Roughly goes as such:
Cute guy: How are you?
Me: Good. You?
CG: Good. It's bagel Friday.
Me: (Rejoice that he loves bagel Friday as much as me) I know, helps me get through the day.
CG: So you're doing the merchant content stuff?
Me: (In head: How's he know?) Yeah.
CG: Cool, so it's like the same stuff every day?
Me: Yeah, pretty much.
CG: (laughs) That's rough. Did you see the email [big time sales guy at company] sent yesterday around the office?
Me: No.
CG: Oh, he was really praising what you guys were doing. You must be pretty good.
Me: (Do an "I'm awesome" dance in head) Oh, that's great to hear.
8:12.23am: Curse elevator for not getting stuck. Cute guy says bye.
8:12.25am: Decide I will get my bagel when I see him pop up to 5 for his.
8:20am: Wonder if I can hold out for cute guy to get his bagel. So hungry!
8:30am: See cute guy pop up to 5 for his bagel! Rejoice!
8:31am: Ponder if going to get my bagel when he does will seem stalker-ish.
8:31.10am: Decide I need to be a little more bold. Get up to get bagel.
8:32am: Yay! More conversation with cute guy:
CG: How many of you are working on the project?
Me: Three.
CG: What are the others' names?
Me: [Name] and [Name]...and I'm Molly. (Kick self mentally for being so awkward in my introduction, while wondering why he just asked their names.)
CG: I'm [cute guy]. So how long is the project going on for? Indefinitely?
Me: No, actually today is my last day.
CG: (Looks up from his bagel with shock on his face) What?! Today??
Me: Yeah, it was a 3-month thing. Now I guess they have to run numbers to see if it's worked at all.
CG: I'll have to send out an email to convince them to continue it.
Me: (laughs, rejoice, and wonder why he is wearing light blue jeans).
CG: So then what's next for you?
Me: I think going back to freelancing for a bit and take it from there.
CG: Oh my roommate just started freelancing. Seems like a mixed bag, stressful but nice to set your own schedule.
Me: Yeah, that's completely it.
CG: Can't believe today is your last day.
Me: (In head: Why did we jsut meet today?!) Yeah, it's weird to think I won't be heading here Monday.
CG: (finishes with bagel) Well, have a good last day.
Me: (In head: That's it?!) Thanks!
8:40am: Begin to think that cute guy should have made more of an effort. And get sad that today really IS my last day.
8:41am: Realize I saw three cute guys before 9:00am. There must be tons out there!
8:42am: Decide I must have been walking around blind my whole life if I'm just now noticing all the cute guys.
8:55am: Stuff giant strawberry in mouth, realize this was a poor decision. Struggle to chew.
9:00am: Ponder whether cute guy comes up here for lunch. I think sometimes.
9:10am: Begin thinking that a whole bagel may be too much for me today.
9:11am: Continue to crank through some work. Pat self on back.
9:45am: Realize cute guy and Mr. Kiss Me have the same name. Not sure what to make of this.
9:45.38: Hear coworker say she has Starbuck's. Wish I did too. Peet's didn't even ask or put whip cream on my Peppermint Mocha!
9:46am: Do quick work email address search on cute guy. Find out last name and exact position at work. Am pleased with sleuth skills.
9:48am: Am tempted to Google cute guy. Decide that is NOT the best idea while at work.
10:15am: Discuss on Gmail chat with LE that she may be allergic to a lotion she uses every now and then.
10:25am: After having gotten advice from my parents on a "I'm leaving" email to send editors at work, get further advice from LE and am pleased with all the good advice.
10:27am: Find out oldest sister saw Ellen and Oprah! Am jealous because Oprah is someone I definitely want to see in person.
10:35am: Email further with oldest sister. Have to look up Lynda Barry. Ponder how awesome it is that someone can make a career out of creating comics.
10:43am: Hear during HR phone call that pets get insurance through this company. Begin REALLY wishing I was full-time here.
11:00am: Decide the world is a mess after reading some blogs and news bits online.
11:20am: Read bit about how Sarah Jessica Parker loves the smell of dirty diapers.
11:20.10: Stop reading.
12:25pm: After working hard, hard, hard, spend 5 minutes in bathroom trying to decide if I have too much makeup on. Luckily lighting is dull in office, so no one probably notices.
12:55pm: Watch video of women's soccer game where one woman back punches another and pulls another down to the ground by her ponytail, among other violent moves. Realize my mom was right to be scared of me playing soccer with older and bigger girls. Sliently thank my lucky stars...and mom.
1:15pm: Decide, despite not starving yet, I should eat lunch.
1:16pm: Ponder having soda to drink. Figure I need some water since I had a big ol' coffee this morning. Get water.
1:20pm: Give LE my Hotmail address. Shocked to find I still know the password since it's nothing like I usually use.
1:30pm: Read bit about how Miley Cyrus has never heard a Jay-Z song as I take my lunch. So many things are dumb about this statement, all I can think is WTF?! Lies!
1:47pm: Get nervous about preparing email to editors for fear of seeming like a beggar. Then remember story Casey told LE and me about how she got her part-time teaching gig:
Casey: I just kept emailing the woman in charge of hiring constantly until she gave me a job.
1:47.30pm: Decide there is no harm in showing interest and persistence.
1:55pm: Get email for my exit interview and to get my final check. Sad and excited all at once.
3:06pm: Stress about subject line for email to editors. Text oldest sister for help.
4:14pm: Finished up exit interview. Got check! Score!
4:22pm: Told I can wrap up and head out! Boo ya!
Hope you enjoyed my final day at work! What next....
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Day 142 - Lunch, Lunch, Lunch, Lunch!
Every single day I eat breakfast and get to work and once I sit down, I think, "Is it time for lunch yet?"
It's only 10:36 a.m.
It's only 10:36 a.m.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Day 141 - Do We Approve?
This was the question posed yesterday to me from Legal Eagle upon Double B finally asking her out on a date for this Thursday!!!!
The rest of the convo went as such:
Me: Yeah!
LE: Really?
Me: I must say, I'm very impressed with how he's handled getting in touch with you and asking you out.
LE: I know. Me too.
Me: I wasn't sure when he'd call to schedule it, but Tuesday was the perfect day because he gave you Monday to yourself.
LE: Yeah, I was going to give him until Wednesday.
To recap: Double B first got in touch with LE on Sunday, after the Halloween extravaganza with just a few simple, but well-handled texts congratulating her Dallas Cowboys who won and saying he'd send some pictures from Halloween. Well played Double B.
But now the apartment is in full "LE is going on a date" mode. So fun! Tonight we pick out the outfit.
And of course, we have already further discussed the details of the date:
LE: Is it going to be awkward?
Me: Probably for the first few minutes.
LE: What do we talk about? What if we have nothing in common?
Me: Hmm...talk about his dog, job, family, siblings, football. Talk about positive things, nothing negative. You'll have something in common. Anyway, you're chatty. You'll be fine.
LE: What do I eat? Ugh, eating in front of guys is weird.
Me: Well not something hard or messy to cut like steak. Not pasta, not salad. Fish! No, fish smells like fish. Hmm...maybe don't eat?
LE: Maybe small finger foods.
Me: Yeah. Oh and don't forget your toothbrush.
LE: I am not staying over at his place!
(Pause)
Me: To brush your teeth before going out. You do realize that you leave at 5AM, so that will have been the last time you brushed your teeth.
LE: (laughs) Good thinking. How do I greet him?
Me: A hug?
LE: Do I have to offer to pay?
Me: I'd say dig around in your purse like you are looking for your wallet. He asked you out and it's not a blind date or anything. Until women are paid the exact same as men, then men should pay on the first date.
LE: Plus he already knows I'm poor. I told him. He said, "You're not a lawyer?".
Me: Aw, he probably thought he had a sugar mama on his hands.
LE: Dreams crushed.
I think they'll have a smashing time!
And of course LE said she will try to do some recon work on Mr. Kiss Me. (Note: I do not make her do this as I am staying out of the situation as long as a girlfriend is in the picture.) Actually, she did tell Casey that I wasn't totally opposed to MKM and Casey said he definitely wouldn't be opposed to me. To which I reminded LE that I am definitely opposed to guys with girlfriends.
In the meantime, all this talking about dates has reminded me...I need to go on a date! With anyone!
The rest of the convo went as such:
Me: Yeah!
LE: Really?
Me: I must say, I'm very impressed with how he's handled getting in touch with you and asking you out.
LE: I know. Me too.
Me: I wasn't sure when he'd call to schedule it, but Tuesday was the perfect day because he gave you Monday to yourself.
LE: Yeah, I was going to give him until Wednesday.
To recap: Double B first got in touch with LE on Sunday, after the Halloween extravaganza with just a few simple, but well-handled texts congratulating her Dallas Cowboys who won and saying he'd send some pictures from Halloween. Well played Double B.
But now the apartment is in full "LE is going on a date" mode. So fun! Tonight we pick out the outfit.
And of course, we have already further discussed the details of the date:
LE: Is it going to be awkward?
Me: Probably for the first few minutes.
LE: What do we talk about? What if we have nothing in common?
Me: Hmm...talk about his dog, job, family, siblings, football. Talk about positive things, nothing negative. You'll have something in common. Anyway, you're chatty. You'll be fine.
LE: What do I eat? Ugh, eating in front of guys is weird.
Me: Well not something hard or messy to cut like steak. Not pasta, not salad. Fish! No, fish smells like fish. Hmm...maybe don't eat?
LE: Maybe small finger foods.
Me: Yeah. Oh and don't forget your toothbrush.
LE: I am not staying over at his place!
(Pause)
Me: To brush your teeth before going out. You do realize that you leave at 5AM, so that will have been the last time you brushed your teeth.
LE: (laughs) Good thinking. How do I greet him?
Me: A hug?
LE: Do I have to offer to pay?
Me: I'd say dig around in your purse like you are looking for your wallet. He asked you out and it's not a blind date or anything. Until women are paid the exact same as men, then men should pay on the first date.
LE: Plus he already knows I'm poor. I told him. He said, "You're not a lawyer?".
Me: Aw, he probably thought he had a sugar mama on his hands.
LE: Dreams crushed.
I think they'll have a smashing time!
And of course LE said she will try to do some recon work on Mr. Kiss Me. (Note: I do not make her do this as I am staying out of the situation as long as a girlfriend is in the picture.) Actually, she did tell Casey that I wasn't totally opposed to MKM and Casey said he definitely wouldn't be opposed to me. To which I reminded LE that I am definitely opposed to guys with girlfriends.
In the meantime, all this talking about dates has reminded me...I need to go on a date! With anyone!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Day 140 cont. - Helpfulness Fail
I am going back to the "School of Mo" coldness.
^Oldest sister's IM to me just now after telling me how she offered to help a friend out and then the friend took her up on it by asking for some help with chores! Oh, "School of Mo" would be me. :)
Day 140 - It's Anna Wintour's Birthday!
And in honor of it, my mom and each came up with little ideas about how she might be celebrating today:
My mom's:
Well, first she gets a daily haircut. Then she sucks some oxygen for nourishment. Then she goes into her all black closet with her night goggles so that she can distinguish between garments. Then she selects a pair of jackie o sunglasses of which she has 20 identical pairs (oh sidebar, I almost got a similar pair but [oldest daughter] thought they made me look bug eyed!) and then she calls her pa to blow out her candles on her bcake and then she goes skydiving with Andre Leon Tally in their matching chinchilla coats.
Mine:
She wakes up and her PA brings in a Hermes fedora with pieces of paper imported from France folded in it with different names of Vogue employees (the lower ones) written on them. She pulls out 5 names and those are the ones getting fired. Yay for birthdays! She opens her closet and takes out the outfit marked “November 3, 2009.” She then gets word that her PA fired the 5 staffers and she celebrates by having a martini, no fatty olives. She then spends the rest of the day keeping her hair in place and sending away cheap $5,000 gifts from lowly Vogue staffers and designers. For her birthday celebration she meets up with Vanity Fair’s Graydon Carter at The Waverly Inn where they spend the night not eating, yet somehow racking up a $3,000 bill, and laughing about how they rule the world. Well, she doesn’t laugh, just nods in agreement. Before the end of the night, Andre Leon Tally comes in and gifts her with the Hope Diamond. Lady Wintour decides he will live to see another day of employment.
Hope you laughed!
My mom's:
Well, first she gets a daily haircut. Then she sucks some oxygen for nourishment. Then she goes into her all black closet with her night goggles so that she can distinguish between garments. Then she selects a pair of jackie o sunglasses of which she has 20 identical pairs (oh sidebar, I almost got a similar pair but [oldest daughter] thought they made me look bug eyed!) and then she calls her pa to blow out her candles on her bcake and then she goes skydiving with Andre Leon Tally in their matching chinchilla coats.
Mine:
She wakes up and her PA brings in a Hermes fedora with pieces of paper imported from France folded in it with different names of Vogue employees (the lower ones) written on them. She pulls out 5 names and those are the ones getting fired. Yay for birthdays! She opens her closet and takes out the outfit marked “November 3, 2009.” She then gets word that her PA fired the 5 staffers and she celebrates by having a martini, no fatty olives. She then spends the rest of the day keeping her hair in place and sending away cheap $5,000 gifts from lowly Vogue staffers and designers. For her birthday celebration she meets up with Vanity Fair’s Graydon Carter at The Waverly Inn where they spend the night not eating, yet somehow racking up a $3,000 bill, and laughing about how they rule the world. Well, she doesn’t laugh, just nods in agreement. Before the end of the night, Andre Leon Tally comes in and gifts her with the Hope Diamond. Lady Wintour decides he will live to see another day of employment.
Hope you laughed!
Monday, November 2, 2009
Day 139 cont. - Changed My Mind
What I really want to say to people is:
LEAVE ME ALONE
Man, bad mood or what...
LEAVE ME ALONE
Man, bad mood or what...
Day 139 cont. - Do Not Disturb
I'm in a mood where I just want to be completely left alone. I want to go home and just be. I want to tell everyone, do not bother until further notice. Ohhhhh....bad moods.
Day 139 cont. - Halloween, You've Done It Again!
Rewind!!! Here is the rest of the info on Mr. Kiss Me.
MKM has a girlfriend in Chicago. Confused already? He began dating an old friend who lives in Chicago and she was going to move out here, but it was too difficult or fell apart or something, so she isn't here. Not only does he have a girlfriend in Chicago, Saturday night he was hanging out with some other girl. No idea if they are dating or what. She was dressed as a Dallas Cowboys' cheerleader and totally did not do it justice. She didn't even have white boots on.
Soooo....MKM is apparently a big-time player. Cheats on all his girlfriends or something. And, as LE put it, I am not interested in being the other other woman.
Although, while MKM and I were in the bar area, LE told me what happened with DCC (the cheerleader).
LE: While you were gone, DCC was getting angry because she couldn't find MKM.
Me: We were just in the bar room.
LE: I know, and we told her to go look for him and then she came back all angrily and yelled, "He isn't in there!".
Me: Weird.
LE: Yeah, I probably shouldn't have chosen that moment to say, "Where's Molly?"
LE is totally going to get me hunted down by an angry DCC.
DCC eventually found us, after he bought me a "make up" drink. I took my cue to exit once she was around.
What is my next move you ask? No move. I'm not involving myself in any mess, especially since he is a friend of a friend and I hate to complicate things more. He is definitely the kind of guy you keep at arm's length.
Plus, since I've been mulling it over and initially thought the apology was incredibly genuine and kind, I've convinced myself to not be too naive.
First, he didn't remember what he said. This means Cappie most likely told him to apologize. Major props to Cappie for always looking out for LE and me.
Second, being that he's a player, I have to wonder if what he says is genuine or he's just so practiced in saying all the right things.
It seemed real, but again, keeping this boy at arm's length. At the very least, he now knows he can't get away with this stuff with me. I have a feeling most girls let him get away with whatever he wants, whereas I have no problem ignoring you if you misstep.
But, moving forward a bit, LE and Double B are finally, possibly going to go out. He asked and now it's just a matter of making it happen. Did I fail to mention that we are pretty sure MKM and Double B are roommates? Yeah, life can never be simple.
With this all in motion, there are two things to consider. LE will definitely be getting more info on MKM. She offered to do some recon work. Ha! Also, if LE and Double B hang out more, then I'm sure we'll be spending more time with this group and likely MKM.
For now, I will sit back and just be. Not just because I'm pretty sure he's still a dog, but also because Casey and Cappie first tried to set me up with MKM (who I decided was a tool) and then with the Mime (who I've also pretty much decided is a no-go) and now I'm back to MKM. Seems like I'm all over the place and don't want to complicate anything with Casey and Cappie.
But MKM does have a really nice smile and voice. If only he didn't have 50 girlfriends!
MKM has a girlfriend in Chicago. Confused already? He began dating an old friend who lives in Chicago and she was going to move out here, but it was too difficult or fell apart or something, so she isn't here. Not only does he have a girlfriend in Chicago, Saturday night he was hanging out with some other girl. No idea if they are dating or what. She was dressed as a Dallas Cowboys' cheerleader and totally did not do it justice. She didn't even have white boots on.
Soooo....MKM is apparently a big-time player. Cheats on all his girlfriends or something. And, as LE put it, I am not interested in being the other other woman.
Although, while MKM and I were in the bar area, LE told me what happened with DCC (the cheerleader).
LE: While you were gone, DCC was getting angry because she couldn't find MKM.
Me: We were just in the bar room.
LE: I know, and we told her to go look for him and then she came back all angrily and yelled, "He isn't in there!".
Me: Weird.
LE: Yeah, I probably shouldn't have chosen that moment to say, "Where's Molly?"
LE is totally going to get me hunted down by an angry DCC.
DCC eventually found us, after he bought me a "make up" drink. I took my cue to exit once she was around.
What is my next move you ask? No move. I'm not involving myself in any mess, especially since he is a friend of a friend and I hate to complicate things more. He is definitely the kind of guy you keep at arm's length.
Plus, since I've been mulling it over and initially thought the apology was incredibly genuine and kind, I've convinced myself to not be too naive.
First, he didn't remember what he said. This means Cappie most likely told him to apologize. Major props to Cappie for always looking out for LE and me.
Second, being that he's a player, I have to wonder if what he says is genuine or he's just so practiced in saying all the right things.
It seemed real, but again, keeping this boy at arm's length. At the very least, he now knows he can't get away with this stuff with me. I have a feeling most girls let him get away with whatever he wants, whereas I have no problem ignoring you if you misstep.
But, moving forward a bit, LE and Double B are finally, possibly going to go out. He asked and now it's just a matter of making it happen. Did I fail to mention that we are pretty sure MKM and Double B are roommates? Yeah, life can never be simple.
With this all in motion, there are two things to consider. LE will definitely be getting more info on MKM. She offered to do some recon work. Ha! Also, if LE and Double B hang out more, then I'm sure we'll be spending more time with this group and likely MKM.
For now, I will sit back and just be. Not just because I'm pretty sure he's still a dog, but also because Casey and Cappie first tried to set me up with MKM (who I decided was a tool) and then with the Mime (who I've also pretty much decided is a no-go) and now I'm back to MKM. Seems like I'm all over the place and don't want to complicate anything with Casey and Cappie.
But MKM does have a really nice smile and voice. If only he didn't have 50 girlfriends!
Day 139 - Halloween, You've Done It Again!
Legal Eagle and I had an awesome Halloween. Possibly the best one yet. So let me start from the beginning:
LE and I had plans to go out to the OC and out with LE's coworker (who we will call Casey) and the coworker's bf (who we will call Cappie). These nicknames are from a TV show, but give me a break, I watch a lot of TV. So we went over to Casey and Cappie's place where Double B (their friend who they have been trying to set up LE with for a year now!) was also going to get together with us all.
The five of us got ready, caught up and had a drink to begin celebrating the fabulous Halloween that we were in store for. First up, we went to Cappie's dad's place where he was throwing a party. The property was incredible and decorated all out. All the family and friends were incredibly nice and welcoming. They even had the cutest little dog Buddy who I instantly bonded with, go figure.
Next stop, Casey and Cappie's friends' house party. This is where I was supposed to meet a friend they wanted to set me up with. I thought I knew (after some online research) who I was meeting, but I was wrong. And this guy was short. I hate to be mean, but I have always been upfront when they have said they want to set me up with someone that I cannot do short. Oh, and he was dressed as a mime so I have no idea what he looks like. Unfair.
But I did talk with Mime (his nickname) and he was nice, but Cappie did ask why I wasn't interested in Mime and luckily I played coy and didn't say, "Short short short short. Oh and I can't tell what he looks like!" I guess we'll see...maybe meet him again under less costume-y circumstances.
Also at the party we met Johnny Depp (his nickname as he was dressed as Depp from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas). He was a douche nozzle. First he tells Casey's sister that she is prettier than Casey, in front of Casey! And then goes on to tell Casey that she has a better face though! WTF?! Oh, and then he spent the rest of the night hitting on me and me ignoring him. LE said it was pretty funny.
Met some other really cool people at the party. Costumes included a Jesus and an old-school football player (my personal fave as he was even covered in dirt).
Finally, we made our way to Casey and Cappie's hangout where they know everyone. Continued to have an awesome time. Found some more suitors (as LE termed them) who I pretty much continued to ignore.
But, the weird part of the night came at the end and this may take a whole lot of explaining, so prepare to read.
LE asked me to close out her tab (her very cheap tab! go us!). I headed to the bar (in the other room) and waited patiently. Who of all people should come and take the stool next to me other than Mr. Kiss Me, remember him? He was the guy from many months ago who told me to kiss him. I had seen him at the house party and throughout the night, but well, pretty much ignored him too.
After I probably made a face or rolled my eyes, we did begin to talk and I was floored by what came out of his mouth!
Mr. Kiss Me: I want to apologize.
Me: Oh, OK.
MKM: I was kind of an ass to you.
Me: Yeeeahhhh.
MKM: What did I say exactly?
Me: (raised eyebrows) You don't remember?
MKM: I was in bad shape that night.
Me: You told me to kiss you.
We then had a good laugh about that because once you hear that sentence said out loud it is absolutely ridiculous. And I could see the embarrassment all over his face.
He then continued to apologize over and over, even after I said it was OK, he said he was rude and really sorry. I was impressed and while I won't say I have a crush on him or like him (that's all giving him too much credit and I still barely know him), I will say I'm intrigued by him. Great, right? No, all wrong, because the backstory on this guy is complicated.
LE and I had plans to go out to the OC and out with LE's coworker (who we will call Casey) and the coworker's bf (who we will call Cappie). These nicknames are from a TV show, but give me a break, I watch a lot of TV. So we went over to Casey and Cappie's place where Double B (their friend who they have been trying to set up LE with for a year now!) was also going to get together with us all.
The five of us got ready, caught up and had a drink to begin celebrating the fabulous Halloween that we were in store for. First up, we went to Cappie's dad's place where he was throwing a party. The property was incredible and decorated all out. All the family and friends were incredibly nice and welcoming. They even had the cutest little dog Buddy who I instantly bonded with, go figure.
Next stop, Casey and Cappie's friends' house party. This is where I was supposed to meet a friend they wanted to set me up with. I thought I knew (after some online research) who I was meeting, but I was wrong. And this guy was short. I hate to be mean, but I have always been upfront when they have said they want to set me up with someone that I cannot do short. Oh, and he was dressed as a mime so I have no idea what he looks like. Unfair.
But I did talk with Mime (his nickname) and he was nice, but Cappie did ask why I wasn't interested in Mime and luckily I played coy and didn't say, "Short short short short. Oh and I can't tell what he looks like!" I guess we'll see...maybe meet him again under less costume-y circumstances.
Also at the party we met Johnny Depp (his nickname as he was dressed as Depp from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas). He was a douche nozzle. First he tells Casey's sister that she is prettier than Casey, in front of Casey! And then goes on to tell Casey that she has a better face though! WTF?! Oh, and then he spent the rest of the night hitting on me and me ignoring him. LE said it was pretty funny.
Met some other really cool people at the party. Costumes included a Jesus and an old-school football player (my personal fave as he was even covered in dirt).
Finally, we made our way to Casey and Cappie's hangout where they know everyone. Continued to have an awesome time. Found some more suitors (as LE termed them) who I pretty much continued to ignore.
But, the weird part of the night came at the end and this may take a whole lot of explaining, so prepare to read.
LE asked me to close out her tab (her very cheap tab! go us!). I headed to the bar (in the other room) and waited patiently. Who of all people should come and take the stool next to me other than Mr. Kiss Me, remember him? He was the guy from many months ago who told me to kiss him. I had seen him at the house party and throughout the night, but well, pretty much ignored him too.
After I probably made a face or rolled my eyes, we did begin to talk and I was floored by what came out of his mouth!
Mr. Kiss Me: I want to apologize.
Me: Oh, OK.
MKM: I was kind of an ass to you.
Me: Yeeeahhhh.
MKM: What did I say exactly?
Me: (raised eyebrows) You don't remember?
MKM: I was in bad shape that night.
Me: You told me to kiss you.
We then had a good laugh about that because once you hear that sentence said out loud it is absolutely ridiculous. And I could see the embarrassment all over his face.
He then continued to apologize over and over, even after I said it was OK, he said he was rude and really sorry. I was impressed and while I won't say I have a crush on him or like him (that's all giving him too much credit and I still barely know him), I will say I'm intrigued by him. Great, right? No, all wrong, because the backstory on this guy is complicated.
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