gorn wrote: It's as cold as a Coors Lite enema (the mountains turn blue when your beer is cold).
keep that up, gorn, and boschi will never drink with us!
my thursday was lovely until about five minutes ago. i had lunch with some former law school classmates who are opening a firm next month in northampton, and they asked me if i wanted to join them and rent their third office. but alas, i don't have the fundage for that at the moment (they have husbands with jobs so their bills and housing are taken care of while they build a practice... i'm not so lucky - not about the husband part, cause, eww). but it was still really nice to be asked, cause these are very grown-up, professional type ladies and i still feel like a bubblegum chewing lackey (except for when i suit up and put my game face on).
so i went to lunch at my favorite place in northampton, dropped some stuff off at storage, did a bit of shopping and was enjoying my first day off in at least a week and then my housemate told me the girl (her cousin) emailed and is still dating the troll. for a month now! the troll has a dorothy hamill haircut, just learned to read, and posts pictures, publicly, of herself in cars with open containers. wtf? and the girl (not the troll) is having serious health problems. so now i'm worried, sad, annoyed, and feeling guilty for calling her a souless twat. but whatever, she's well enough to date the troll and be a bitch to me, so i don't take it back.
anyway, i'm about to go buy some big rolling duffel bags for my trip/move (i have no idea what to call it other than "i'm getting the eff outta connecticut") and warehouse club shopping always makes my heart sing.
sorry for the babble... it's the cough med talking
happy thursday, peeps.