I must:
- tell you about the rack on this woman at the club last night! Great Scott! You have never seen such a splendiferous display of feminine upper bits in your LIFE! No, I don't care WHAT you say you have seen, YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN THIS! It was like she was a ship and her rack was the prow. Seriously, they cleared her path in a very crowded club. Go and get it, sister!
- decrease my caffeine intake, though it helps me keep up the current pace at work. Every day I swear I am going to quit coffee, but then I do something insane like ride the subway for 15 minutes just so I can buy a large coffee from a little patisserie in the Muppet's neighborhood. Sure, I could have gone to MY place here, but that's my workday place. This is my weekend place. I think I have a coffee problem.
- brush up on my spanish so I can figure out what the couple on my street fight about DAY IN AND DAY OUT.
- write that thing I've been wanting to write.
- chill with the iTunes. I MUST CHILL.
- get Culby an interview at my workplace, though I feel like it would stunt him creatively and I would feel responsible in 6 months when he's completely miserable and hating me for bringing him over to The Dark Side.
- get Sarah L. to go to the Ben Folds show with me Tuesday night!
- steal my roommate Sara's funky/bad/soul Playlist started the other night, which is now complete and appropriately titled "Laces" after the skating rink she used to go to in 6th grade. Consequently, I will be naming mine "Skater's Choice."
- must resist the temptation to add Phil Collins' cover of "Groovy Kind of Love" to the aforementioned playlist, even though it has a high nostalgic value to me as it was my first Couples Skate song!
I must not:
- forget to eat during the day.
- take on too much at work, as I have been. Shit's sliding through the cracks. I'm just going to have to turn it over to the temp and let him deal with it.
- buy any food since I just spent $976 on groceries.
- not write that thing I've been wanting to write.
- post on other people's websites when completely shitcanned.
- call ANYBODY when completely shitcanned.
- TEXT anybody when completely shitcanned.
- talk about all the Me time I enjoyed.
Oh, I almost forgot one more MUST!
I must schedule more weekends like this for myself!
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Phil Collins is never a good idea. Methinks.
I do secretly really dig "That's All" by Genesis, but I will never admit that publicly. Ever, especially on the web.
Yeah, and btw, invite me over when you have the $976 of groceries - I love Veuve Cliquot! :-)
WHAT DID YOU BUY?
I greatly fear you've blown your cover as far as Phil Collins is concerned, my friend. You might as well confess to your deep love for "Hold On My Heart," as well.
The cost of my groceries is a bit exaggerated for dramatic purposes. I spent about 2x what I normally spend, without even knowing it. I think my addiction to POM juice is to blame.
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