2:28 p.m. - 2003-07-31
Speaking of boys - I don't get to play with any this weekend. I'm heading off to NY for my godfather's birthday party. Its cool - but I'm jealous because my sailor-girl buddies are coming out to play and I'm going to miss out on the fun. Spoiled brat I am. No one is allowed to have fun unless I'm having fun.
I hope The Boys are in top form so the sailor-girls will get a good show. Free entertainment. Much like watching Porkies or Animal House - but in person! If nothing else, Sully's ass will provide ample fodder for war stories next week.
So, I met the new boss yesterday. She's a hoot. The first thing she said to me was, "I can tell from meeting you that you command attention when you enter a room." Hmmmm. Because I look like a freak? I smell? My ever expanding ass can hardly fit through the door? OK, the last comment was mean and untrue. But, really, what exactly did that mean?