Just finished a Cobb Salad and a glass of house red wine. I actually ate a roll! Usually I leave them on my tray to be picked up and thrown away. Carbs are evil. The scale may say otherwise but I think I have lost weight based on how well my pants are fitting. What really helped me is on the train ride back to Philly last Friday, Glenn told me he liked sitting close to me because I am “squishy.” SQUISHY! That isn’t good. A little later in the conversation he asked how I liked his goatee and I said, “It isn’t too bad, at least it doesn’t give you “crotch mouth.” Next time I saw him, he was clean shaven. I guess we are even.

I left work early today. 5:30. If I was motivated I would have walked to Daley Plaza and visited the Kristkindlmarkt. Instead I came back to my room and worked on the USAToday crossword puzzle and ordered room service. Maybe I will rent a movie. Maybe I will just watch TV. I don’t know.

The Cobb Salad is feeling kinda heavy in my stomach.

I got the corner suite! The view is so lovely.

This evening I ordered a bowl of chili and a side salad. Of late my food intake has been very moderate. Maybe the reason I haven’t had the need to overeat is because I am feeling fulfilled in other areas of my life?

The other day my father was on the receiving end of a email flame war. Someone, trying to incite him, made a very rude comment in reference to me. Dad showed it to me since I work with the fellow and I should be aware of the type of person he is. The comment has really haunted me and I am very confused as to what to do. My mother has pretty much told me that I should ignore it. Instead of dropping it from my thoughts, I’ve been thinking about how people I admire might react if faced with a similar situation. Jesus would turn the other cheek. Howard Roark would do nothing since he wouldn’t care– but more so, he wouldn’t allow himself to be haunted by it. Wayne Newton would take the bastard to court because no one messes with the Wayne-meister. Emma Peel would probably flip the jerk over her shoulder after a well-aimed karate chop to his neck. Now the big question is what will Donna do?

I am almost already for my weekly trip to Chicago. This week I hope to go to the Christkindl Market. We shall see!

The Oracle of Bacon decrees I have a Bacon Number of 3

I also have an Elvis Number of 4 and an Arnie Number of 3.

Thanks Charles!

You are never going to believe this…

I AM LISTED ON IMDB!!!!

Years ago I worked on a movie (actually, I worked on 2). I was mainly a Production Assistant but I also worked as an extra in a few scenes. It was a small movie, one I assumed would never be considered anything more than sub-B-movie. It gives me such an incredible feeling of joy, knowing I am listed. I EXIST!

I survived. It was a good day. Glenn is so nice and I feel comfortable with him. This was our second date and already I have met 2 of his friends. Do you know that in all the years I was with Heiko, I never met a single one of his friends? We walked all over New York City and hit most of the tourist attractions.

He dropped me off and I invited him in. It was after midnight but Lisa was up and I introduced them. Although I am quite sure Lisa was sloshed, she was very well behaved. After Glenn left, Lisa rushed over to tell me that she approved of him. I told her that I hadn’t noticed it on the first date but on this date I realized that Glen is a dork.
“Oh Donna! You are a dork too!”
“And I think that is why I like him.”
“The thing is Donna, you really aren’t a dork— you just insist on hanging onto that last vestige of dorkness”
“What is my last vestige of dorkness?”
“Audra”
This made me laugh very hard. Audgie, you are responsible for my dorkness! I guess I am indebted to you!

At any rate, I was dressed appropriately and my mules worked fine on my feet.

OH! We went to the Museum of Television and Radio! I can’t tell you how long I have wanted to visit this place. We got there a little late and so the cashier only charged us 2.00 each! There was a retrospective on Elvis’s early television appearances in Screening Room 5 and so of course that is where I immediately headed. What does it say when I’ve seen all the clips before? We headed to the “Pick your own clip from our extensive library” room. I was like a kid in a candy store. Let’s search for Rip Taylor in Siegmund and the Sea Monster! Do you think they have Misfits of Science? How about that Coke commerical with all the kids on the hilltop? Well the answer to all of those questions is NO! Apparently my tastes are quite plebeian. Once I realized that, I switched gears. I queued up Electric Company, Bobby Darin on the Edie Gourmet Show and Marlene Dietrich in her concert special, I Wish You Love. It was great seeing the Electric Company and watching Bobby Darin, I never noticed he wore a toupee! The museum was closing so I didn’t get to watch much of Marlene Dietrich and I left very disappointed that I didn’t get to see her sing Falling in Love again or See what the Boys in the Backroom Will Have or Puff, Der Zauberdrachen or Ich Bin Die Fesche Lola or Wenn Ich Mir Was Wünschen Dürfte or Sag Mir Wo Die Blumen Sind. I may one day return but only after I have compiled a list of shows I want to see beforehand. I may even bring a stick of RAM to speed up their little computer. Darn thing was slower than my Commodore 64.

Tonight I have a date with Bob.

Waiting for Glenn to arrive. We’re going to spend the day in NYC. I can hardly wait although I would be lying if I didn’t say I am slightly worried. I just hope everything goes okay. My hair doesn’t look as nice as it did yesterday. It’s a little flat. That’s what happens when I move from hotel water to normal tap water. I wanted to bring my black leather backpack my Aunt Helen gave me so I could carry a few extra things, but I can’t find it. Am I even dressed okay? Is the weather going to be really cold and I am going to freeze my butt off? URGh! Glenn is coming to pick me up at the Donna Villa and I cleaned as much as I could in the short time I had to prepare. I am not sure if I should wear my boots or my mules. My boots would be warmer but they are pleather and I haven’t worn them that much so if I wear them I could find myself in pain and or sopping in sweat. I guess I’ll wear my mules. They are comfortable but they don’t cover my calf so I might be a little cold. Better cold than blistered, I guess.
He should be here any minute. I better do a last sweep of the Villa. This is going to be a good day. I will be myself and have fun. Genau!