Forward

Ok, I'll admit I've been ignoring the blog after all those spam comments. And now I've turned on the word verification which should stop them.

My dining table came last Friday. It is fabulous and lovely. Now I'm working on making the rest of the apartment fabulous. I've worked on the patio a bit repotting plants, hanging a lamp and putting down a rug. It's very roomlike now.

Work is out of control. Getting ready for the grand opening and there are like a billion things to do and think about. It's offical now. I have a new boss. We found out last Thursday that the acting director was appointed director. Good for him. I'm remaining positive. And I'm determined not to get beaten down. I'm making plans to go back to school once this grand opening business is over and then we'll see what will happen.

I can't believe it will be September. I love the fall. Granted the fall in California is not really fall but still... I'm looking forward to shorter days, longer hikes, clove cigarettes and hot chocolate.
-Chel

D-I-V-O-R-C-E

My neighbors are fighting. It's so bad. I don't like to hear anyone fight. And this one is particularly bad. He is yelling at her that she is nothing. I just want to curl up into a tiny ball. When I was little I use to think that everytime my parents had a disagreement (which wasn't often) they were going to get a divorce. They never did. But to this day whenever I have an arguement with a boyfriend I think that he will leave me.
-Chel

Lost Sock

I was just reading Craig's List cause I should be working but I'm procrastinating. Anyway, I never knew there was a Lost and Found section. Everybody's looking for something they lost - dogs, cats, people, their mind, their heart. Or they found something that they want to give back - dogs, cats, rabbits, wallets, suntan lotion. I feel ya.

Today I lost a sock. It dropped out of my shoe somewhere between the apartment and my car. It was a great sock, perfect for hiking. Always protected my foot from blisters. At work I mourned its loss. Tonight when I drove into my parking spot there was my sock. It looked as if I'd run it over on the way in but it was still in perfect condition. I marveled that it had remained there all day waiting for me to claim it, which I did happily.
-Chel

Booty Call

OK! I just got a major booty call from Mr. Nebraska. I think his exact words were "We should get together and have sex." Bah ha ha ha! Well at least now I know where I stand with him.

Fuck he makes me hot. I totally need a cigarette. Almost enough to go out and buy a pack at 10pm.
-Chel

24

The guy I met tonight is 24. Good God 24. That means I was freakin' 11 years old when he was born. I totally wanted to smooch him. He's talking and I'm all like mmm.. hm.. and all I could think about was kissing him. But I didn't. I went home and he went home and we didn't even exchange numbers. 24 sheesh!

Jay thanks for calling tonight. It was good to hear you. kisses.
-Chel

Bad bed juju

I am soooo freakin' excited! I just ordered my dining table and chairs from Design Within Reach. And let me just say there is very little at DWR that is actually within my reach. But the stuff is so fab! I got discounts and a free upgrade to white glove delivery. So I don't have to assemble anything. Mwah ha ha ha!! V. exciting! Now I have to redo the whole apartment. Okay maybe not the whole. But I am starting to think I need a new bed. That one has bad bed juju.
-Chel

A minor ooops...

It is not even 8:30am. It's too early for an ooops. When you open the oatmeal packet and it flips around and spills all over your kitchen floor, well that's one thing, but when you do it at work standing in front of the microwave in your office, well that's a whole other thing. Who knew there was so much oatmeal in that tiny little packet.
-Chel

Ready for the weekend

I drank many cocktails, stayed up into the wee hours, made four new friends and smooched one random boy.
-Chel