Well, just wasting some time before I get to venture outta this place I call work. So, how is everyone doing? Well I hope. I’m not really sure what I planned on typing up here on this little bloggy poo…hmmm…oh, I learned some of the things that I did on Saturday night but don’t remember. I guess that Screwdrivers is the poison that makes Mandie cry. I am not much of a crier & if I do cry, I prefer to do so in the comfort of my own home…by myself. Not in a bar for all to see. Fortunately, only my sister & my friend, Jill, saw the waterworks. I guess I was bawling about some guys. Sweet baby Jesus. Jill said that I was sobbing. I’m so happy that nobody else saw me.

I do remember at one point, Jill telling me to go makeout with our friend, Craig. I have not heard from her on whether I did approach him with a proposition but I think he would have said something to me cuz we talked yesterday. I really hope that I didn’t embarrass myself, that would be bad. Eeek.

So, important lessons were learned – Screwdrivers = a crying Mandie & don’t tell me to do something cuz nine chances outta ten, I will do it. Thank God I wasn’t dancing on the bar…at least I don’t think that I was…ha!

I still have about twenty minutes until I leave & goddamn, my ear is ringing like a frickin’ church bell. Holy crap! STOP!......okay, I think that we are good.

Well, I think that I’ll venture off. Maybe throw some crap in Rhino’s office, do mine & Karen’s garbage since she is out sick & then relocate to my deskchair for the remainder of the day. Hope yall have a good evening. I’ll chatcha up lata. I think that I really need to come up with another one of my infamous lists…any ideas?

“You smell like sweet red plums and grilled chesse sandwiches.”