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Monthly Archives: August 2011
It’s lovely, but shooooort…
I know this dress looks boring, but add in some boobs and its super sexy. I tried it on in black, thumbs up!
U Jelly? YES I AM
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I have irrational rage for people going to day games during the work week. This morning, like at 8AM!, I saw someone on the bus geared up as I was going to work. Imagine my jealousy at these jerks tailgaiting in the parking lot adjacent to my building. Imagine the stratosphere-level of jealousy when I saw that the firefighters in the building over were also BBQ-ing! Looking like for a taco party!
Meanwhile I’m here, staring at a screen
tears, everywhere
Hey you know what’s a bad idea?
Reading this article about Myra Kraft and listening to Adele’s MTV VMA performance of “Someone Like You“
Hunger Games teaser trailer
If you have time to kill or a beach vacation coming up I highly recommend reading the Hunger Games trilogy. +70 billion
On the Giants’ need for momentum
There is no chemistry there right now. There is no energy. Energy wins this time of year. And it can be from a Double-A club that could come up to a big league level. And I’m talking 25 no-names. Not one guy you’ve ever heard of. And I mean – let’s face it – Houston’s damn near a qualifier in that regard. They can steamroll you. They can go right past you, you won’t even know what hit you. And it was obvious last night.
What’s the point in hand-wringing? Arizona and San Francisco have basically the same schedule in September. Want to get close and have it all ripped away? And on the very off-chance that Arizona wilts in the desert, these guys are jerks.
Let’s start rooting for Matt Williams in a month okay?
Aww
You guys, someone sent BB a baby giraffe plant, because he is tall and gangly and awkward. Also, maybe likes leaves that grow on treetops.
In the span of one hour
Today a good looking man stepping out of the elevator at the gym held the door open for me as I walked toward the elevator bay (my gym has 3 elevators, which made him holding one very strange). I was pretty far (see 3rd image)) and did that awkward jogging thing people do when they know someone’s waiting on them. As I’m half assedly running toward him, I look over my shoulder to make sure he isn’t holding the door for his hot friend. He noticed this and laughed (not smiled, not smirked, but haha’d) When I got to the elevator I thanked him profusely and he said “have a great day.”
And then
I’m 10 yards from my building’s door when a twitchy young man, talking to himself crosses the street and follows me to my building’s enclosure which is like, big driveway with the front door inset (maybe 15 feet?) off the street. I see him behind me in the reflection of the door as I’m frantically groping inside my bag for keys.
My building’s janitor/maintenance worker was in the enclosure hosing off the driveway and cut the man off as he walked toward me. In the reflection I see him motioning to me and hear him calling me a pretty lady or whatever. The janitor tells him to “walk away man” a few times and they argue for a while about how he can’t walk away from a pretty girl. He finally starts to leave and the janitor runs to the door with his key to let me in. I also thanked him profusely.
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I'd Rather Die 