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This article isn't funny until you get to the last line. It amused me, considering the topic.
Anyway, update. Nothing too much has been going on. It never does. I guess that's good though, in a way.
I'm not sure what it's doing outside, but it's very windy, and it makes me want to stay in here. Yes, I think that's a good idea. Anywho... time for more nothing-to-do-ness.
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Going to see the Dark Knight today. I can't wait!
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So it's only a few months until the election. Four, to be exact. Does everyone know who they're voting for?
I will be voting for Obama. I'm not saying he will clean up Bush's mess because I don't think it's entirely possible at this point. However, I do believe we'll merely be wearing our waders instead of neck deep in this sea of crap.
With all that said, I enjoyed watching the latest jibjab video. A lot. It is highly excellent. So go waste five minutes and watch it. DO IT NAUGH!!! lol.
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I had a client today, or thought I did until I walked into the salon and looked at the computer and oh, surprise! She cancelled and nobody bothered to call me. Again. I have to go to work at 4. While a four hour shift isn't that bad, I have to get up at 4:30 tomorrow, as well as Saturday and Sunday, so getting off work at eight is a little annoying. Oh well. I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel restless. I feel the need to pace and I want to go running in the worst of all ways. Sadly, though, running is out. If it wasn't, I'd say screw this four hour shift (I switched with someone to do the massage anyway so we have double coverage) and go to Nixon Park and run until I couldn't anymore.
I was walking home from the salon, and these two guys started yelling at me as they drove by. I caught, "Hey baby," and "hot." I don't like that. It's more than a little bit demeaning. It's almost as bad as one of my regulars seeing me back at Choice for the first time and, as I turn away from him to walk behind the counter, saying, "Damn, girl. You've got a nice ass!" EXCUSE ME, BITCH!? That still bothers me. I don't want cheap words like that. I don't want to be reduced to a piece of eye candy who's only there to be pretty and entertain them. That's obnoxious. I think the worst though was when I went out on a date with a guy and he said that he asked me out because he could tell that "I had a brain." That made me feel good, until he started calling me sexy and hot and telling me that my "freckles are sexy" and that my "hair is hot." I am NOT going to sleep with you, you are an ASS, and STOP CALLING ME. He was a nice enough guy until a couple of weeks ago he asked me if I'd like to go dinner and catch up. And I said that would be fine as long as he understood that we're just friends. He said that he did... and then about four hours later he texted me and asked me "how was your day sexy?" Please.
It's been a long week.
I really wish it was the weekend already. Or next week. I can't wait till next week.
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