MUST FINISH PACKING
MUST DRIVE TO AIRPORT
MUST FLY TO CHICAGO
MUST CHECK IN
MUST GO TO SLEEP
MUST WAKE UP
MUST GO TO WORK
MUST WORK
MUST STOP WORKING
MUST EAT
MUST SLEEP
MUST WAKE UP

Chicago has become such a drag. Every week. I am tired of it. I am tired of managing people, I am tired of doing other people’s work. I need a break.

The thought of packing distresses me. I just hope I have some clean socks.

Last night, Audra, Lanke, Lisa, Daddy, Mommy, and I went to a Chinese Restaurant in celebration of my Mom’s upcoming birthday. Afterward we had ice cream cake back home. It was also the anniversary of my grandmother’s 102nd birthday.

It’s only Saturday night and I can say this was one great weekend. Friday evening, Lisa and I watched the first few episodes of third season La Femme Nikita. The eBay package finally arrived with the pirated VCDs of the last three seasons. I had never seen an episode from third season so it was a real treat although I am quite disappointed in Michael’s character development. He turned into an emotional wimp! Bah!

This evening Audra, Lisa, and I watched Eddie and the Cruisers. It held up amazingly well. It was also nice to see it as an adult and finally get many of the plot points that went over my head as a youngster. It is a pity that Michael Paré hasn’t done more movies. Or at least more movies that are released in theaters.

Audra brought over Irish potatoes that she made and I must have ate about 30. Now I feel so very very sick. Earlier in the day, after we went to Ikea but before Audra came over, Lisa and I drove to our parents’ house. Little Bobo sat on my lap. Lisa hit a pothole and the next thing I know I feel a warm liquid soak through my lap. BOBO! He peed on me. What really amazed me is Lisa actually said, “Do you want to go back home?” Did she honestly think I would want to spend time with Mom and Dad with a lap full of dog urine? Silly.

It was crowded at the airport’s food court and an aging hippie sat down at my table. She wanted to converse and asked me questions about my work and life.
“So are you originally from the east coast?”
“Yep”
“That’s funny because you seem so San Francisco”
I practically choked on my Gyro Village Salad. “What makes you say that?”
“You seem so very technically-oriented, you work with computers and software.”
“That’s a relief”
“A relief?”
“I thought you meant homosexual”

It’s dark. I am in bed. The only light is coming from my laptop screen. I turned off the tv hours ago. Napster keeps me company. Very soon I will be asleep.

It was a nice weekend. Audra, Lisa and I went to the Colonial Theater in Phoenixville and saw Darby McGill and the Little People. I cleaned my bedroom and office and finished 3 expense reports. Last night I spoke to two matches. The first fellow who called was very nice and the conversation flowed easily. The other match was uninteresting and belligerent. Looking back on the weekend, I feel as if I accomplished quite a bit. Now it is Monday and as usual, I must get ready to head back to Chicago.

I GOT A NEW PAIR OF GLASSES!!!!

I love them! Steve is refurbishing my old cateye’s so I will now have two pairs.

Who takes the pics of you when you are in Chicago? Do you have a personal assistant? What gives?

I have a Nokia 3200(?) and it allows me to set a timer so I can set it down on my hotel room desk and have it take a picture of me.

The pics of me moving around Chicago were taken by just stretching out my arm. I guess it works so well because I have long arms.

I go home tomorrow! I can hardly wait!

This weekend I have no dates planned. I thought I was doing well with eHarmony but those matches fell through. Not a single call back from any of the gentleman. I have more guys in my pipeline although what I am finding is I give out my phone number but I never recieve a phone call. Either some other girl hooked the fellow or they are scared to pick up the phone and call me. As if I am anything but a big pussy cat— a desperate pussy cat who just wants to meet a nice guy. Let’s hope this new batch has more interest.