why does it seem that some of the best dramatic soap operas play out in front of your very eyes @ work?!?!?
fnkg drama queens!
why can't they learn to repressed their feelings and select a nice vice to bury it in...
i don't know how much more anyone will be able to bear...
it really feels/looks like scenes fron Survivor or any of these other crazy reality tv shows.
Is that the ticket? Are they watching too much tv or are they really like this?
I wish I could just document it all and write a book doused with side notes of psychoanalysis.
I guess the drama ensues once boredom takes over! Sorry I missed the Queen of All Drama Queens @ the 10,000 party. I am sure it(he) was out of control!!!

Hope you peeps and peepettes rocked it tonight celebrating Elmwoodstrip.com!!!
& all of Paul's hard work; Bringing together a community!!!
Shake a Tailfeather for me!

after a great weekend in Buffalo and returning to metro dc/baltimore/virginia, I have now broken out in a rash or hives or something. it is extremely disgusting. my boss suggested that perhaps I am allergic to this area. hmmm, could be...
I really believe it was the delicious clams that ate at Old Man River yesterday afternoon. Steamed clams, butter and tabasco sauce! Yum. But now my face looks like crapola & my eyes itch and burn too! I love seafood - I can't imagine growing older and becoming allergic to something I love so dearly ;(

most people wander through life in an organized manner. Planned Vacations, Adherence to work schedules, daily routines outlined, etc...
I love organization but I cannot ignore the part of me that craves spontaneity!
this may be a minor disorder or maybe not...
the idea of jumping up and hopping on a plane to spend the day with a friend to celebrate their birthday or hitching a ride to the city for a night on the town is very much part of who I am just as much as the part of me that likes to do absolutely nothing but sleep 10-14 hours straight!

But I don't want to end up the "single life girl" for ever...
When everyone else has a planned out life or I should say a life with certain boundaries that are often inconvenienced by people like me.

but oh well, I am just going to do me for now...

so, I am almost out the door headed for Buffalo to at least buy my very "Great" Friend a drink on her birthday!!!

small glitch: she doesn't know I am coming yet. Just a minor detail. right?

anyone else going to Buffalo Rocks the Harbor tonight?

I need some new hobbies. the "boys as friends" thing doesn't quite cut it anylonger and frankly I am sick of 'em. I never saw it as a hobby but perhaps in the end, they did!
Perhaps I should crochet, read the book of word, or invest in #200 cats and call it a life!!!
(no offense to anyone who leads a life that resembles the above thought)