bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- too drunk to type oh lord...... maybe i too should give up the alcohol for lent. i feel like crap. and the short guy (no shit! i'm the second shortest now! and i'm 5'3!!! in my doc martens!) who talkstalkstalkstlakstlakstlaktalks came into my office and asked how my tuesday was... i growled (not meanly, i just have a kathleen turner thing happening in my larnyx today, and if it weren't for the phlegm, it might be a-ok since i normally sound like a chipmunk) at him and said i had too much to drink and woke up this morning at 4:45 and couldn't get back to sleep until 6 and woke up again at 7 i really need to restart the yoga thing and i feel like bunk. apparently this meant "please shane, oh please, regale me with your infinately uninteresting stories about you partying on down with the seminary students....." i really had to tell him i wasn't feeling particularly chatty. maybe i need to start locking my door. on a more postive note- i made up fort reno postcards using a picture of the bazhena boys, and they were sooooo nice and complimentry. and they're from bucks county, so how could i not love them, but honestly, they are some of the nicest boys in this city. 9:17 a.m. - 2002-02-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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