blackbirdgal

anonymous is for sissys

2005-08-03T16:49:57Z

Ok Mr./Ms. Anonymous, here is your long-awaited for post. My very exiting news, that I'm sure everyone in the LiveJournal Community can't wait to hear, is this: I just came back from the dentist and my pearly whites are in perfect health. There. Happy now?

sick AGAIN

2005-01-04T03:06:20Z

That's right. The sniffles have returned and I'm back on the extra strength crack-quil. When will it end????? Booo.

Recovery Sunday

2005-01-02T18:23:52Z

OK, so, perhaps my entry yesterday was a bit dramatic. After 12 hours of sleep and a shower things aren't looking all THAT bad.
I'm gonna hole up at Trident with a book, my mp3s and a chai and just veg for a bit. And I swear if anyone but the waitress tries to talk me they're gonna get a pointy shoe in the ass. he he

Can I interest you in a Ta-kill-ya shot?

2005-01-02T00:46:59Z

That's right folks. It's 7:30 on January 1, 2005 and so far my New Year has consisted of the following:

1 waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too large tequila shot
2 girlfriends who can't hold their liquor or their lunch
1 text-from-the-ex
1 greasy hangover brunch complete with bed-head and bloody marys
1 "another time, another place" speech
1 looooooooooooong walk of shame
427 (approximately) minutes of single-female-self-pity

BUT it could be worse. I could be my roommate's friend's boyfriend who JUST got out of bed, may still be drunk, and definitely has alcohol poisoning. However he will feel better tomorrow, and I will still feel like this. Sweet.

So far 2005 is shaping up to be just like 2004. YAY!!!!!!!

My mother needs a hobby

2004-10-15T19:56:09Z

So today my mother emailed me this, accompanied by a photograph of a guy with a big old mountain man beard and a straw cowboy hat:

"Age 31, VP of technology at I-don't-know-the-name-of-the-company, 6' 3" tall, musician (bass), fabulous cook, son of one of my customers, who would be the best mother-in-law possible. He is interested in meeting you. Does your mother love you or what?"

I know she really (yes, really) thinks she's being helpful, but what?!!! Apparently I'm an old maid at 25 and the mommy-matchmaker circuit is on to me. Will any kind soul offer asylum to a marked gal?

blackbirdgal @ 2004-10-14T18:53:00

2004-10-14T22:55:21Z

Seriously exhausted. Not at all enthused to do anything on this fine Thursday night. Hoping to catch up on some zzzzzzzzs so I can put my rally cap on for the weekend festivities.

But I DID get promoted today so that is a good thing :-)

blackbirdgal @ 2004-10-13T11:37:00

2004-10-13T15:46:20Z

Everyone in my office is sick. EVERYONE. We are a bunch if coughing, sniffing, freaks. Robitussin is a hot commodity, and Kleenex has become a form of currency. "I'll give you a half-day on Friday if you give me that tissue..."

I blame the older ladies with kids. They bring it home from school, get mommy sick, and mommy sneezes on ME and I get sick. Thanks mommy.

And no, I will NOT have that report to you by the end of the day because I am too busy trying to keep my respiratory tract from failing completely. HA.

blackbirdgal @ 2004-10-13T10:25:00

2004-10-13T14:25:21Z

If anyone knows of anyplace I can get some motivation-in-a-bottle, be a peach and give me the deets. HELP.

blackbirdgal @ 2004-10-13T10:09:00

2004-10-13T14:10:31Z

Ok, well, last night didn't turn out as bad as it could have. But I had nightmares that Journey was under my bed crooning "Don't Stop Believing."

THANKS, Nikki, for that one. Love ya. Sheesh.

Why, Red Sox? WHY?

2004-10-13T02:24:31Z

Why do you hurt us so? The only good part of this game has been Bellhorn's hit. Yikes.

Well, at least I have a fun ride home on the green line to look forward to. The only thing better than drunk Red Sox fans is drunk ANGRY Red Sox fans.

Nikki has now started to sing Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" to keep my spirits up. Sad, sad, sad.