Good tidings (and a hearty Sic'EM!) from Baylor Bear country. I'll refrain from telling oh-so-enthralling work stories on here (okay - just one! I saw THE Baylor bear today! How cool is that???) and stick to my true nature: dumb Top Ten Lists and Boyfriendia quips.
My Confessions: (a la Usher)
*I watch Desperate Housewives. Last night I stopped at the very first suitable hotel and booked a room without even asking the rate because it was 7:57PM and I was NOT about to miss my show. Much to my dismay... it's losing its momentum.
*You know those little sandwiches you buy at the gas station? They come in little, plastic triangle boxes? I LOVE THOSE! They are my favorite. Beats *insert your fav sandwich shop* hands down!
*I have been know to confiscate an upscale hotel's shampoo. and conditioner. and notepad. and pen. multiple times.
*When boys fart...oh, excuse me! I mean pass gas... I think it is absolutely hysterical. If you EVER mention this to my boyfriend or brother I will tell them you are lying. If you ever ask me to admit this in public I will deny you any knowledge of this post.
*Sometimes - I don't brush my teeth before going to work in the morning. It makes me gag.
*This weekend, I turned of both of my cell phones. I didn't hardly sleep a wink for fear that someone "might need me". Riiiiiiiiiiight. Because any one person (this includes you) makes that much of a difference. My mother tricked me into believing that one.
*I'd like everyone to believe that I, indeed, am the Real, Live Ms. Rusk County - but in all honesty it's just a facade. I mispronounced "Yom Kippur" just yesterday, had never even been into a Williams-Sonoma store until just two months ago and I'm in desperate need of... ahem.... new unmentionables.
There... I ended on quite a risque note. That'll keep ya coming back for more won't it?
Monday, October 17, 2005
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