
12/20/2004
The weekend, overall, was one big party. A great time, actually. The strip, After Dark, some HUGE house party, LOTS of flirting, a few phone number exchanges, some felt-like-crap next mornings, etc, etc. Somewhere in all this I accidentally, semi-committed to a date with an older attorney. The one I met while with Emmarae last week, actually. Great guy, I’m sure… just a little too old for me.
I’ve reached my weight-gain goal for the 4th consecutive week. I’m expecting to reach my primary goal by the end of January. (I’m debating on a The Swan™-like reveal, but haven’t decided). I’ve decided to plan a trip as a reward… most likely Orlando… or maybe Houston, Austin, San Diego, LA, NY or Louisville, KY oddly enough. NY to see Wicked has been on my mind for awhile.
I realized how truly pitiful I am, when this morning, while reaching for the Kashi, all Indiana-Jones-like, 6 separate boxes of Betty Crocker meal-product tumbled onto my face. Answering “How’d you get that scar?” with “In a Suddenly Salad accident” isn’t something I plan to have do some day.
In an attempt to boost my own morale, I finally set up my desk at the office. Action figures, plants, pictures… everywhere. I’ve gotten a few compliments, and it’s prompted a few more ‘hellos’, so I guess it’s doing its job. I’ll post pictures later this week.
I finished my Christmas cards today. This is the first time I’ve sent more than 2, I think. In most cases I’d rather have my entire body waxed while sunburned than deal with the post office, so this is a big step.
I'm going to Starbucks.

