This was an ACTUAL conversation that I heard yesterday, I swear.
Girl 1: Oh my god! Kyle from The Real World is going to be at the mall on Aug, 18!
Girl 2: Oh my god! He is SO cute! We totally have to go.
Girl 1: Yeah. He IS cute! We should totally go.

Yep. I did not make that up. In the meantime, Ang and I were laughing about it and wanting to go harass him or something, but whatever. It is so sad that Kyle has to go on Podunk Mall Tour now that the show is over. Doesn't he have a life? Dumb question, I guess. Whatever. Stupid show. I can't believe that Angie made me watch it. I refuse to accept responsibility for watching that show, so I'll just blame Angie. Never again, I tell you. Anyway, it will be a fun-filled weekend in Lanky b/w craft show excitement and accompanying Nanny and Larry to their Saturday night dinner spot. Oh, good god! What is my life? My life is driving the G's and P's to Carlos and Charlie's b/c I need to get the feel of the NannyMobile before I take her out to dinner. Do you know how ridiculous it looked to see me driving with all of them squished in the backseat?!? What am I doing here?

I am so bad at blogging. Must stay positive, tho. I am blogging today. Spent a lovely weekend with Amanda in D.C. Saw lots of good stuff, but was very tired when it was all over. 5 museums in less than 2 days is rough. I should have skipped the Air and Space Museum b/c it hasn't changed since I was 12 and it was full of hot, whiny, bratty kids who were all screaming at their parents and hitting their siblings. V. good time and I'm glad I went! Thanks, Amanda! Still looking for a job. It's only been 3.5 weeks, so it's not that bad but I need to get something soon. I don't particularly relish the idea of temp work. We will just have to wait and see and send lots of resumes and cover letters in the interim. Going to the Craft Show this weekend and having taco dip with Gwen and Alissa. V. excited! Ah, the craft show carrnies...always a fun bunch. And since I am unemployed this year, I won't be making any purchases. Just looking and making mental notes so that when they come back T-giving weekend, I can do some shopping. I would love a hat like Gwen's made by "The Sheppardess." I would love a hat like that--even more than I would love a fairy lady (hint hint--just kidding). Unlike Jason, I still know what day it is despite my unemployment status, but only b/c I have so much stuff to do. I can't believe I'm this busy and I don't even have a job yet.

Good Goddess! Blogging in a timely fashion is like trying to remember house plants. Although, I have to say that since my days as a groundskeeper I have been very successful with keeping houseplants. And I'm still not convinced that giving plants birth control pills truly acts as an effective fertilizer. Gwen, I have some for you to use if you want since you have a hundred houseplants. So, well, I moved out of Sam's house and into Jand H's place. Besides my mother's house, no other place feels like home to me. Not even my grandma's house. I have been here a week now and I'm content to hang out for a bit, hope they don't mind! I did go look at a one bedroom place on 1st and Ruby but he decided to give it to someone that actually had a job. Smart guy. I wasn't ready anyway. In the meantime, I have been looking for jobs and networking my little heart out. This time, I am leaving no stone unturned in the job search. Except maybe the juvenile justice stone. I'd rather take a Dilbert job over that b/c I can't live on the kind of salary that they give. Not unless my sugar daddy finally materializes (hopefully in the shape of Harrison Ford) or whathaveyou. Today I have an appt with career services to discuss my resume and job opps and all that. The major advantage to being back in Lanky and near my alma mater is that they have to help me find a job--which is a lot easier when you live here. Jason and I are going to I's for lunch today. I thinkI will have a southwest pita with chicken. And pickles with lots of gerkhins. No wait, they stopped putting them in ages ago. Sorry Gwen! I could have some tort. salas with all the black olives picked out. Hee hee hee. And then I will stop by to see Nanny and check in on her. That's my day. Before I go, it's time for a belated birthday tribute to my friend, Scott, whom I have known since 3rd grade (by the way, they are adding on to the elem school--it's so weird). Scott, as much as I love you, I lack the talent to write a song about how wonderful you are so I will just tell it like it is. Happy Birthday to the one dressed as Mark Twain for our 5th grade rendition of "Fifty Nifty" and the one who threw entire slices of white bread at (and hit on target) seagulls at Long's Park. To the one that has only positive things to say about people and listens to the girls gossip and giggle and be ridiculous and doesn't seem to mind, many birthday wishes of good fortune to you. To the one that is always there with an open heart and a big hug and a big, huge, slobbery bohemoth of a dog, you rock! For accompanying me and Manda to see the Indigo Girls (sorry Ang!) in Philly and having a fabulous time that still makes me smile every time I think of it (oooh! Mufasa!), love to you! Hope it was happy and wishing you happy days on your birthday and every day! Alright, gag, retch and so on. Well, must go--time for Shana's am poop walk.