Man in My Bed
Friday, Dec. 13, 2002
7:34 a.m.
Sometimes having a boy (wait, I mean man) sleep in your bed is awesome and amazing. And sometimes, it's just...annoying. He kicks the wall...twice. He manages to yank down the tapestry, in his sleep, on two seperate occasions. He smells un-girly. He consistently blocks access to the alarm clock. He smothers one & induces claustrophobia. It's a good thing I love him...
Tonight is our work Christmas party. I haven't been the last 2 years, but I did go 3 years ago. Anyway, I'm so excited, because I'm dragging Greg along and Nikki is bringing Chris and Lora is bringing Dave (man she met @ Booty Farm during Halloween party...and she was invited to said party by yours truly!), and Stacy is bringing Brantley (OK, so that's not AS exciting). I'm kind of psyched...because I have cool friends with new amazing boyfriends and I also want to show off Greg (and I know there are a lot of people here who love him, solely because he makes ME so happy!). And I think I'm going to wear this little black dress with embroidered hippie flowers on the front. I look fucking awesome in that dress (note the modesty!) and I've lost so much weight lately that I'm just totally foxy now (again, note the modesty). I know I don't have to look foxy for all these girls I work with, but it's for fun and I don't get out enough (or much, really...hahahaha!). Oh, and our office is closing today @ 3:30 because of the party...woo hoo!
Alright...now I must get some work done.
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