I Got Laid ...

... off!

Oh, I know it's been ages since we've talked. I was singularly obsessed with the GRE. Then and now I am obsessed with my ... get this title ... Statement of Purpose. That sounds overwhelming, huh? I've almost finished writing it. Perhaps I'll post it when I'm done.

Last week I found out that the company I work for no longer exists. Getting laid off is the closest I've gotten to the words "getting laid" in a long time. Hey, it's something to write home about.

Do you think I can trade gift cards for food? or a movie?

What happening in your worlds?

Radiohead Speaks

House of Cards
I don't want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine

Fall off the table,
Get swept under
Denial, denial

Your ears should be burning
Denial, denial
Your ears should be burning
Denial, denial

Guys and Dolls

My guy, Horatio:

My doll, Leta:

Broadway

OK, OK...so I survived staying in on Saturday night. I'm just oh so dramatic sometimes....a Saturday night spent aloooooone! The HORROR!

Seriously, though, I do find that if I don't get in some friend time over the weekend, I start feeling really down. I think it's the single girl blues. Anybody got a theme song for that?

By request, here's a pic of my favorite girl, Leta...

She's bugging me to throw, throw, throw...please throw the tennis ball because we didn't get much quality time today.

Saturday Night

It's Saturday night, and I ain't go nobody. Seriously, though, I need to start seeking out weekend plans earlier in the week. This is a bummer; sitting around bored on a Saturday night, tired of staring at the computer screen. I've gone through my entire contacts list, and folks are either otherwise engaged or their not answering. Blech. Well, there's always laundry to be done....