I'm sure many people here have already seen this, but I felt like sharing anyway. Apparently written by Andy Rooney, about women over 30: [link]

That one made me wonder if this was really an Andy Rooney piece, Sail, but I love it anyhow.

It isn't: [link]

My hours change tomorrow. Instead of 8:30- 5pm, it's 9am-5:30.

Andi works Afternoons through 10 or 11 pm.

I haven't told her yet.

At least we'll have another half hour at night or in the morning...

DH is in LA - he just had dinner with Kristin and Noise Desgin. He is driving back to his hotel. - and just drove by the spermint Rhino gentlemen's club

now he just drove by a sign los Vegas Style weddings 32$ rhinestones optional.

DH is in LA - he just had dinner with Kristin and Noise Desgin. He is driving back to his hotel. - and just drove by the spermint Rhino gentlemen's club

They have a Spearmint Rhino in Melbourne. Every time I drive by their billboard, I find myself wondering about the name.

I am a small, petty, horrible person.

A friend of mine just made her first sale to a major publishing house. I should be celebrating with her. Instead I'm this ball of petty anger and snippy envy. And I was planning to write tonight, what with being so close to the end of my story and missing my afternoon writing session with the interview, but I'm just not in a good state of mind for it right now.

The universe is conspiring against me getting over my Crush!Girl. Ever. I'm gonna have to ask her out again, and see if the rejection stands.

The situation is a lot more confusing than I can possibly explain right now. Or maybe ever. But persistence could work, and I'm gonna hafta try. Because... okay, I've said this before, and been wrong, so take this with a grain of salt, but: aside from the fact that her parents would FLIP OUT (and mine might too, to some extent) due to, um, diverging backgrounds, I could easily imagine myself spending the rest of my life with this girl. Children and teensy NYC apartment and/or suburban house that sucks out our souls and all.

Which, yes, considering I've known her, what, 3 months and haven't even officially dated her (yet) (though I think most outside authorities would say that yes, we are pretty damn close to dating, despite what we (she) say(s)), may be a little premature. But I'm young and stupid, I can do that. And there was a qualifying "could imagine" there.

Which, yes, considering I've known her, what, 3 months and haven't even officially dated her (yet) (though I think most outside authorities would say that yes, we are pretty damn close to dating, despite what we (she) say(s)), may be a little premature. But I'm young and stupid, I can do that. And there was a qualifying "could imagine" there.

Fair comment. But I'd suggest you don't lead with it. "Wanna get a coffee?" is statistically more likely to lead to a first date than "Hey, what are you doing next Saturday? I need a date for my wedding."

Re: Upthread talk on splenda. I'm diabetic, and while I've had my sugar under control for a long time due to excercise, I've only had a really steady weight loss since I started using splenda. I can't stand the taste of saccharin (Probably the most beneign of the artifical sweeters - evidence seems to be it does not cause bladder cancer as was once alleged.) Id don't like stevia either. I don't mind the taste of nutrasweet, but it gives me horrible headaches. So until I reach weight goal I'm sticking to splenda. I think the medical benefits strongly outweigh the risks in my case. Not making recommendations for anyone else.

But I'd suggest you don't lead with it. "Wanna get a coffee?" is statistically more likely to lead to a first date than "Hey, what are you doing next Saturday? I need a date for my wedding."

BT is wise.

I'm feeling a bit less EATEN ALIVE by the envy monster, but still....

Am good writer! Wanna sell novel and be author!