Monday, February 12, 2007

Reporting in

Sorry folks, no brownies to report on. I believe I will get them tonight so no worries, a full report will be given asap.

I went out this weekend. Friday actually. It was fun. I did get tired/achy towards the end of the night tho. I guess I'm still not 100%. It's quite aggravating actually. But such is life.

Friday was Girls' Night Out. We went to a couple of bars, one of which has a dance floor I didn't even know existed. That now counts as two different bars/clubs that I had been to before that had a secret room (I call it secret, everyone else calls it, "the other room") the whole time and I didn't even know it. Psh! What's up with that? Anyway, at one of the bars I saw a guy I had sort of hit it off with a few months ago. I considered saying hi. But the problem is - when I met him I was drunk. Very drunk. And when I'm very drunk I have a tendency to get very... how should I put this... "flirty". It's not pretty. Besides, I had gotten his number and never called. Ooops. And also a this point tho, anyone I meet would just be "Rebound Guy". Speaking of, I heard a good one from Stacy that night. We were standing around, checking out the scene when she pointed to one guy and said "Hey, there's my next ex-boyfriend." I thought that was classic. In turn, I started to look for my "You'll Never Be More to Me than a Rebound Guy". And while there were a few contenders, too many of them looked way too young.

On Saturday, I worked. Fun.

And then Sunday was a day of PARTYING. Birthday partying that is. Peter Piper's in the morning (I got my skee-ball on!) and a family barbecue in the afternoon. I tell you what, y'all! It's a wonder I have lost any weight at all with my family. Every party is just... food. Tables of food. And it's damn good too!

Anyways - speaking of the whole losing weight jazz. There is a chance I am going to be involved in a publicity campaign for the weight loss program I use. I am being interviewed tomorrow. So in the meantime I am trying to think of a "gimmick". Something to make my story exciting. So far all I got is The Mexi and a family history of illnesses averted. Zzzzzzzzzzz (except for The Mexi part).

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