I'm not sure what this says about me.

Doesn't it just say you horde paperwork and creepy love letters and sleep over the pile? Sort of like a dragon sleeping on it's treasure only dragons have to horde gold and stuff like that since paper is flammable.

When I had my car in the body shop, they had it for a month and every time I called to ask when it would be done all they would say is "Well, it had a lot of damage."

The other body shops I got estimates from said 3-4 days. This means I'm going to call tomorrow and make them understand that I want my car done and available for me to pick up by the end of day.

That you literally bury your past?

Perhaps. Although yesterday afternoon I was telling Dana that I was going to set fire to my past...

All will be OK, msbelle. Possibly not today, but it will.

You too, sara, actually.

I am not sure that my job should include hosing off naked male students.

Oh my.

My current favorite is Bliss' Vanilla + Bergamot Body Butter

oh god I love that scent! I had some scrub that flavor. yummy!

I've lived in Baltimore too long, I guess, I've started calling everyone (including, like, panhanlders) "hon". It's involuntary, I swear! It just slips out naturally now. I try really hard not to do it at work though.

I am not sure that my job should include hosing off naked male students.

That sounds more like a hobby.

I don't wear perfume, but I do use lavender soap and moisturizer. So while there's some scent I don't think it's particularly overwhelming.

hon

Hah! Funny thing is that I was doing that before I ever moved here.

Crap, I forgot today was the users' committee meeting. Well, no one sent me an agenda, or said anything to me other than the date a month ago. Guess they didn't need me there. Though I think I should have been. Grr.

I am not sure that my job should include hosing off naked male students.

Everyone's job should include that.

Funny thing is that I was doing that before I ever moved here.

I never did. I don't think I used any endearments regularly until recently. I'm rapidly turning into the old lady I'm going to be I think.

I have decided, from now on, to record my past in digital form before setting fire to it.

I bought a cool pair of dragon tights from The Pyramid Collection. From browsing through their online catalogue, I thought they were a bit twee with moments of real cool and weird. But flipping through the paper catalogue is a whole different world...nude aerobics. Nude yoga and tai chi. And a selection of massagers. For women, if my drift is catchable.

None of those pages have NSFW pictures, btw. And the language is pretty coy. And I totally want this dress.

The Pyramid Collection sometimes has some good stuff. But mostly, I look through that catalog and giggle.