weekend recap

walked by the gospel fest today.

ate some baos.

got some new polish.

juergen invited me to a friend's bbq last night, but by "bbq," there were four people there, including us, and the host cooked the two of us chicken and microwavable rice in his kitchen.

janie is a nice addition to the west division household. she eats, sleeps, blogs, and occasionally is up for an adventure or two. yesterday we stopped in a store filled with junk. literally, i think it was called "the junk store". there was nothing there that i particularly needed, but it was one of those cozy, hidden gems that i'm just happy to know exists.

i actually look forward to monday mornings at work when the nursing home busses pull up and the clients slowly trickle/wobble/wheel/stumble on in. my babies.

MODERN WORLD / MATERIALISM / LOW-LIFE

i think that my quality of life would slightly improve if i had a television.

preferrably a 42" flat screen lcd?

"barbara is like butter"

taken from one of the most random/amazing nights of my life.

meantime...

i love how molly told me that she knew she had to end things with her boyfriend when he started doing pirouettes in her kitchen.

i witness and/or experience insanity on a daily basis, yet i wouldn't have it any other way.

the kissing bandit.

i was kissed by a client at work today. he whispered sweet nothings in my ear, then cornered me and lay a juicy one on my cheek before i could escape or reprimand him. how dare he! (i kind of liked it.)

also, i laughed at a client who kept saying "yuh" after everything i said. it wouldn't have been so bad if karl wasn't sitting directly behind him grumbling "yuh" in the background after every time the client said it. i had to take a breather for about 10 seconds before moving on to the rest of the intake. i am horrible.

susan and i are being forced out to dinner due to toilet problems. l8tr g8tr.

life is good

there are sooo many characters at the new job. ilovethemsomuch.

yesterday susan, fadi, and myself took a trip up to skokie to celebrate our jewish heritage. we really just went shopping, then feasted at pita inn and perused the middle eastern market next door. fadi is actually arabic but says he feels no attachment to his ethnic background and sometimes gets mistaken for an israeli. why not. so many yamakas. baba ganoush all around!

i need to start a weekly yoga regimen.
lisa and i are going to start tanning so we can be bronze beach babes come summer. hollerrr.

who wants to go rollerskating in my living room? we got the space.

she works hard for the money

some lady told my manager that i spoiled her appetite due to poor service. it was actually the best part of my day. my manager laughed. "i said to gimme fettuccini sauce, you gave me spaghetti sauce!" ummmm FETTUCCINI AND SPAGHETTI AREN'T SAUCES, YOU UNEDUCATED BITCH. brian spent the remainder of the night singing "it's so cold in the d"

regardless, i didn't pee or sit for 11 hrs straight today. whatamidoing?

justin says that he will pay to get my hair braided at an african hair salon in detroit.

"fatymas"

i miss fadi

see you soon, buddy.