Pigeons, prom, and the occasional cat call

Wow...what a week. My week back from vacation consisted of catching the last 4 remaining pigeons in our air duct (one in mid-air!!), pressing a GAZILLION prom dresses for the next 2 weekends, and looking very hot and getting noticed by a cutie pa-tootie walking down the street on the way to a friends first live punk concert performance in 10 years. Ok..so I did really look HOOOOOT!! Can we say self confidence??

I've altered my looks somewhat, I think I've actually found a style I can be comfortable with, it's a cross between hippy and yuppie, but without smelling like patchulli or ralph lauren. Instead I smell like nag champa and coconut/lime body spray. Apparently not a bad combination, or so was said by a good friend of mine, "can I just sit here and smell your shoulder?". Of course I said no, but it was funny at the time, cuz I blush easy, and they know it!!

Well, I'm sitting here at my computer, cursing nails in general with all my backspacing and such, and I keep hearing random screaming coming from down the block...NO it's not that, but Bloomsday is going on. It's on of the biggest marathons in the nation, and everyone who's everyone is running/walking it. It's a 7 mile race, and most people try to accomplish it in less than a 2 hour span. Me, well, I did it once (which is enough let me tell you) and my time was something like 2:02. I walked the whole time, and to top it all off, it was raining and people were wearing plastic bags as ponchos and then discarding them on the street, so about half way through, I slipped on a plastic bag and twisted my ankle. I finished the race regardless, and I figured that since I did it that time, I didn't have to do it again. So for now I'm going to go next door to feed A's rat and spend a few minutes laughing...em, er...cheering those who have more guts than I.

Oh, 'A' is in SLC right now for some job interviews and to visit Jenn. He's totally smitten and has plastered photo's of her and him all over his apartment, so when I come to see him, I'm assaulted by a mass of cutsie smiling, blonde haired, blue eyed Jenn. *note to self- stay away from his place from now on!

It's past the bothering stage, because I know that it's not meant to be; however it does kinda pour lemon juice on the wound, and I haven't left his place feeling happy since he started becoming enamored with her, so why torture myself?? I'm pretty sure it's going to be a while until I have any kind of happiness with anyone. *sigh

Well, today I'm going to have to do a butt load of laundry and actually catch up with my dishes. I don't want to do anything but lay around , but I've done that enough, it's time I actually finish unpacking. I mean, I'm going on month 3 in my not-so-new-place, and I still find myself digging out of boxes. Ok...time to get going. Cio'