I'm bored

LOVE:
Honesty
Laughing
Green
Thunderstorms
Brad Pitt
The sound of the ocean
The beach
Crimson nail polish
Pink roses
Britney Spears music
Soft kisses
Runner's high
Fresh sheets
Warm towels
Baths
Magazines
Italy
A really cold can of diet coke
Writing with markers
Flip flops
Uggs
New York
Singing at the top of my lungs in the car
Christmas cookies
Chocolate covered strawberries
Dark, painful bruises
Skinny caramel lattes
S'mores
Sharing a room with my sisters at beach week
Having conversations, not fights with my brother
Drunk texting
Fall
Push up bras
Lists
Organization
Snow
When people get my friends references
HATE:
Gum
Being hot
Robert Redford
Meryl Streep
smell of seafood
smell of watermelon
texture of bananas
long fingernails
Ironing
When they say, "I was just..."
Being disappointed
Baggy pants
Skinny jeans on guys
Tardiness
Being a light sleeper
Meg
Ain't
Questions ending in prepositions
Waking up early
Goodbyes
Phone calls about nothing
Writing in cursive
Office duty

Oh boy...

What have I gotten myself into? I tried to talk myself out of it, still don't know why...but things are starting to change. Tonight I opened up and he was excited that I was finally starting to talk about myself. I told him that I wasn't sure I was interested because there was no chase and I am used to having a little of that. He was shocked that A)guys would play aloof with me and B)that I would like someone that would treat me like that. He told me a little about his mom and how he stills thinks about her every day. I saw one of his tattoos and asked what it was and it is the name of a poem that reminds him of her. He showed me the poem that he always carries and damn it all,,,I started to tear up-okay-actually I shed a tear or two and anyone who knows me knows that I don't cry. I really like spending time with him because he treats me so amazingly. I wish I could accept that that's the way I deserve to be treated, but from past experiences, I'm not used to it. He is very open and has let me know that he really likes me and wants to have a relationship with me. This scares the hell out of me.

Help!

Pros: sweet, thinks I'm beautiful, looking for a relationship, stable job and income, treats me the way I should be treated, enjoys same activities I do
Cons: clingy!! (wants to talk everyday-sometimes several times a day), not very self-confident, talked about us as a couple after 3 dates, feels like he's not good enough for me, I feel like he is sitting around waiting for me to call and say "let's hang out", I feel guilty when I talk about going out with friends
Ugh! I've never been around a guy who is so obvious about the way he feels. It's disarming b/c I'm so not like that.
WWCD? What Would Carrie Do?

Where am I going, and why am I in a handbasket?

I had coffee right before church, so I should have known that I would not be able to sit still during mass. Right before communion, the priest was giving hosts to the Eucharistic ministers and one man stuck out his tongue instead of using his hands. The priest actually hesitated before placing it on his tongue. That made me wonder if the priest ever gets freaked out having to put that on people's tongues???? Then I wondered if pregnant women should drink the wine. Lastly, as the woman in front of me stood up from the kneeler, I noticed the gigantic wedgie she had. So I wondered if she knew what she looked like from behind and was as uncomfortable as she appeared.
The choir leader sounded just like the woman from SNL, Ana What's-her-name, who does the choir lady satire. At that point, I was biting my bottom lip to keep from laughing out loud and "praying" with my head bowed and my hands over my mouth. Gigglitis strikes again! I suffer from the condition in the most quite and inappropriate times. Hopefully someday there will be a cure.
Dear Lord forgive me, I was not very observant tonight and I promise to be better next time.

Date Night

Last night was my first date with J. We had "talked" via instant messenger and through a few phone calls this week, so last night we met in Old Town and had dinner. I could tell that he was totally nervous! The conversation was easy. We know a lot of the same people, so we told lots of stories about those people. We laughed about how he found out about me. His friend from work asked what he thought of me and he said he told her, "Well, I'm not blind, she's hot, but I'm sure she has a boyfriend." So she called me to confirm and it went from there. Sometimes I think guys assume this about me...step up and ask dudes!
After dinner, we walked down by the water and around Old Town for a while. He asked if I wanted to get another drink somewhere, but I was simply spent and couldn't be my sparkling self, and I thought that I might be meeting up with C later, so I said not tonight. He offered to walk me back to my car and explained that he was a "nice guy" due to his sisters-see I think the same about my brother. You can totally tell if a guy has a sister or not. So he walked me to my car and asked if we could go out again. I said yes and we decided to go to a movie sometime. He even offered to see the same one again because I wanted to see it. The awkward end was less so when he said, "How about a hug?" I said a hug was appropriate and I left. My friend told me that he is too nice of a guy and girls tend to walk all over him, and I can see that. But I guess it's better than the alternative...Example, S who didn't call all week after our great "date" last weekend. So I sent him an angry text to tell him off Friday night and got no response. Then, this morning I woke up to 6 new voicemails from him. His story is that he lost his phone last Saturday and just got it back last night when he met up with the guy who found it. I could almost buy that, but then at least send an email saying what happened. I don't speak dumbass, dude. But again, it's the idea of the chase that gets my attention so I am trying to give nice guy a chance. I deserve someone who treats me well, and I think nice guy has potential.

I don't speak dumbass

Last night was the birthday bash. Dinner was disappointing, the food was mediocre-but the group was great. I was a little bummed not having a cake, but B, sweetheart that she is, surprised us with one after dinner! Most of the ladies were tired and went home from there. It was tempting after my two glasses of wine. I was in a happy, but sleepy mood. But it was my day and I wanted to go out. We all piled in the car (7 of us in a 5 seater, typical family trip for me) and headed to Adams Morgan. Miracle: we found a parking space right in front of the club! It was so great not having to walk from the metro. So we went to Felix, but it wasn't our scene, so we went across the street to TomTom's. B and A left us there, but the rest of us went in. It was pretty empty, so we found a spot on the dance floor and just acted silly dancing around by ourselves and having a good time. L was the lucky one to receive a lap dance, wine makes me brave-the guys loved the show. One happy camper yelled, "Fuck yeah!" (no, not fuck ya, as L thought). We had some creepy lurkers who (thinking we couldn't hear them) pointed to each of us and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, no!" Then they tried a great line, "Where are you all from?" We got away from them quick. Some other guys were hanging around and finally came over. The guy talking to me lucked out because I was feeling friendly and we danced for a while. And maybe there was a little making out....it was my birthday!! Poor S had a guy ask her where she was from and then grilled her about what languages she spoke. P said it best when she said, "I don't speak dumbass!" Hehe....All in all, it was a great group and we had a lot of fun. I enjoyed myself but was still able to get up this morning and make it to my spa day with a S.
So the transition into 30 wasn't as painful as it could have been.
I love my friends, we always make any outing fun!

Gonna party like it's your birthday...

So I have exactly two hours left as a 20 something. Then it's time to pry my fingers off the ledge and let myself free fall into my 30's. My 20's weren't that great, so I am hoping for great adventures in my 30's. I am confident, independent, financially stable, and physically fit. This is a tremendous improvement over my 20's. I was insecure, introverted, scared of being overlooked, and for a while, very unhealthy. So I should be running to 3o with open arms, but there's a little voice in my head saying, "This is it, you're getting older and it's only going to go downhill from here!" After I shake that thought away, I realize that I have some interest in me, amazing friends who I cherish and love spending time with, the best job (other than my demon children this year) I've ever had, and a peace of mind that I didn't have for most of my 20's. So cheers to a great decade ahead and many more adventures to come!!

Who knew Wednesdays could be exciting?

Interesting day...
We were in the computer lab and the lights blinked, the circuit board started smoking, and all the laptops went black. We blew up the lab! It was actually kind of funny, but since we are practicing for taking our test online, it's really a bad thing to have happen.
On a better note, I talked to a friend at another school and she informed me that a coworker was interested in asking me out. So I said, "What the hell," and told her to give him my number. He called this afternoon! He apologized for wussing out and not asking me out when we first met, and told me how pretty I was that day....whoa...sweet, but carefully buddy, too much has the opposite effect, but he seems really nice and easy to talk to.
We made a date for Saturday night-too bad for last weekend's guy. He who hesitates is lost!
Big birthday party Friday!!Very excited and hope everyone has fun.