then, the guy at work- no, not the one who only wanted to take me on a date in order to get some- the guy i thought was just a cool guy. he emails me (what ever happened to hearing someone's fucking voice? why can't people just TALK to each other??) with the strangest email in the world. I sent him the location and time of a band that was playing and said- come on out if you want. he emails me back with 'on the planet of friends, in the friend hemisphere, in the nation state of friends, I just wanted to make sure that the friendship we've friendidly built remains friendly. and friendly only.'
i'm like- if you didn't like reggae you should have just said so. guys are so full of themselves. yes, obviously the only reason a girl at work would invite you (and 10 other people from work) to a local concert is because she's madly in love with you. good grief.
this stuff never happens to me- like literally never. I dont have boy drama. I've never had boy drama. maybe this is the reason why there are so many shows like this. unfortunately, i'm more of the- what are you talking about dude- type of girl.
strange.
speaking of local bands, i'm so proud of Bruce. every time I think of it i just get so excited about it. I just can't even... I'm so happy for him.
Brooke is going in for surgery on june 19th- a little plastic surgery for scarring, a little balloon inflation to enlarge the airway, a little removal of a possible obstruction- you know, things a 3 and half year old should never have to think about.
anyways- here's some pictures...
My work photo. this is me in front of one of our ridiculously expensive and unnecessary pieces of artwork. yay.
Artie's (blue shirt on left) going away party. I really do miss that guy...
Did I mention that I adopted two kittens from gina? Well here are the two little shits now (aren't they cute :))
Brooke Lynn and I- the cutest god-baby in the whole world.
My girls- Gina and Ruth... we're at La Bares. Enough said.
