Caterwauling

Shan and I went to Landmark Mall tonight for amusement purposes. But we had somewhat of a Mastercard-esque commerical moment when we were walking past a pastry shop to go into Sears.

There were these two nice-looking guys to our right as we were heading to Sears, and the pastry shop was on the left. Just as one of the guys said, “Well hello ladies,” Shan starts pointing at a pastry and going, “Oh God that looks good!” and meanwhile, I was trying to covertly scratch my ass. Heh. You had to be there to fully appreciate it, but yes, we were being admired as we were acting like our usual dipshit selves. 😉 Priceless!

Received a most unexpected phone call from Brat today — wasn’t I just thinking about him? Wow. Strange in a definitely good way. Missed his voice. Loved catching up and trading barbs. I zinged him pretty well before the conversation ended, so I’m feeling rather triumphant. 😉 Might have to look him up next time I’m back in the ‘Burgh.

And Susan, thanks for telling him I’m moving back! 🙂 I just might have to punish you with a surprise visit or somethin’ in the very near future. …

Read it and weep. 🙂 Courtesy of a colleague who didn’t realize the irony.

Listened to Tatu’s CD on the way to work. Kept listening as I sat in my car and wished that I had a different life. 🙂 I know y’all have seen their video a dozen times by now, but go check it out again. But have a change of underwear handy, OK? 😉

As an aside, I noticed that I’m not the only one who sits in my car and dreads the dawning of a new workday. As I sipped my coffee, smoked my cigarette and belted out the lyrics to “All the Things She Said,” I noticed a handful of others, slumped in their driver’s seats, looking like they were about to face the prison warden.

Shan and I still maintain that March is our month for ridding ourselves of the things that cause us stress and negativity in our lives. We’ve been kicking ass on our business stuff, and things are shaping up nicely. Time to stop pretending that things are OK and actually make them better than OK. Time to stop shoveling sand against the tide — time to jump on the wave and ride that bad boy up the Beltway! 😉

Update

Do NOT buy the aforementioned CD!!! Good lord, if I wanted to hear screeching lesbians, I’d bust out my old Lilith Fair CDs. Sheesh.