Yeah, I've never heard of a Jazz Apple! ...it makes me suspcious. Should I be eating it while I drink gin? And roll my stockings down?

Sigh. So last week, we met some fun new people. They said this week they were going to the bar for one of their birthdays. I went, with someone else, and hung out there for like, two hours, and they texted saying they were coming, adn never showed up. We gave up. I get home, and they text saying "Sorry, we got delayed, we're on our way now!" I was like "Dudes, I'm unemployed, and I still got tired of waiting for your asses and went home...it's after midnight!" Crazy.

Hey meara!

Fun new people don't sound so fun. And two hour waiting? I wouldn't wait that long.

I'm having a Monday. Probably because my Monday was actually good.

Well, I was hanging out with someone else I met last week, and flirting with her. And also ran into someone I met my first weekend in Seattle--who remembered my name! So now I'll remember her, too.

Sorry about your Monday!

I really need to have a reason to get up and out of the house at a decent hour tomorrow. Hrm. I should've made an appointment or something.

Meara, you could pretend that you actually start your new job on Thursday, and then you'll maybe have that "gotta get my crap together" kind of energy tomorrow.

That worked once for me. But even I can't fool myself twice!

When I was unemployed, which was for a long long time, I developed an unhealthy crush on Kelly Ripa.

I don't encourage that sort of behavior.

And your stories of the lesbians in Seattle have given me the impression that they're flakier than most. Are they? And I hope you're not letting the GILF play around with your emotions any more. If she aint gonna play around with the rest of ya, then she has to stay outta your brain!

This post brought to you by the high of recently conquered digital cable/Tivo/dvds/multiple rooms hook ups.

AND I even got my wireless all-in-one printer dealie all set up.

Hah! No, no, this has nothing to do with the GILF, though I agree that Seattle lesbians seem to be super flakey.

Pretending I start the job Thursday would only work if I had something to DO...I do need to buy a desk, I think (I have one, but it's tiny), and definitely a new chair, but...I wake up in the morning, and it's not like it's important i do that at 10AM rather than 2pm. Except that it'll make it that much harder to get up on Monday and so on!

The only thing that consistently got me out of the house during that time was meeting another unemployed friend for breakfast and some exercise.

Ok. Who stole my semi-motivation to work today?

Shir, I think your motivation and mine might have run off to Aruba.

Without us.

I'm at work. I just finished my Egg McMuffin.

I think it's time for a nap.

On the plus side, it's getting light out!

Stop Making Movies About my Books, by Dr. Seuss.

Why it's simply an outrage—a crime, you must judge!—
To crap on my books with this big-budget sludge.
My books are for children to learn ones and twos in,
Not commercialous slop for Jim Carrey to ruin.