I'm a little slow today. I just switched to Sanka. So...have a heart?

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Step Team.

That Starbucks Espresso Shot commercial...

Makes me wish I had joined Step-Team in High School.

I would have been the only white kid...but who cares.

I could have been in the commercial, stomping rhythmically and clapping with joy about Starbucks coffee.

Which isn't far from the truth. It's like crack cocaine to me. Speaking of Crack Cocaine...

A Dearth of Posts...

Sorry about the lack of posting. I've been really busy. Sort of.

You know those weeks when life just sort of up and pulls you along? That's this week. Last night I got home and promptly fell asleep between 7-9:15...then woke up, ate ironed, and tried to get back to sleep. Unsuccessfully.

Today there was present shopping to be done after work, and then pimple eradication. Why am I breaking out like a 15-year old? And have they stopped making those Ponds dots that you put on zits, that makes them magically disappear? Or is the Winn-Dixie the only store in Coral Gables/South Miami that is cosmopolitan enough to carry them?

Tomorrow I have a board meeting for the Legal Pro-Bono Organization I volunteer with, and I have to help the founder of the organization polish a presentation we wrote to be delivered to the Big Firms. Then on Thursday night I'm going to an opening at the Bass Museum with the guy I have apparently started "talking to." We've gone out on a couple dates. All VERY innocent. I'm shocked at my restraint. I guess I'm growing up -- either that, or working has killed my libido. Probably choice #2.

Friday evening, I have a mystery shopping assignment at a fancy restaurant in a fancy Hotel on South Beach. I'm not looking forward to it, actually. I sort of want to cancel. I'm tired. And not "into it."

Then, Saturday is Julie's birthday party, and Sunday is Recovery. I won't have stopped running around until almost a week from now.

And then Monday, I've taken off work, because it's the big CALL BACK.


So that's why I'm not posting much now. It's not for lack of things to say. Oh, I have PLENTY.

Like this quick letter I'll dash off:

An Open Letter to My Friends:

Dear Friends:

I love you all, and am always very happy to hear from you.

Except between the hours of 8:30 a.m. - 6:30/7 p.m. on Monday-Friday. Don't you people work? And if you do, don't your offices frown on personal calls during the day?! I know mine does.

Quit calling me, on my cell unless it's an emergency. I have vast stretches of lonely time before and after work. Call me then. You can email, but to my HOME account, not my work account.

And furthermore, to those of you with my work email address, ENOUGH E-MAILS ABOUT ISRAEL! For the LOVE OF GOD! Yes, I'm disturbed about what's going on, but I don't particularly think Israel is in the right -- I think bombing the shit out of Lebanon might be... oh... a bad thing.

And know what? Filling out a Poll on CNN.Com isn't going to affect ANYTHING. So PLEASE... I have a lot of stuff to do every day. Please stop filling my mailbox up with "VOTE IN THE CNN POLL" emails. Because I'm not going to do it, it had NO effect other than to make you feel better about your position in this whole mess, and most importantly, to me anyway, you're pissing me off.

Love n' kisses,