Jen, Mary, and I went out. We got so drunk, well Jen and I did anyway, Mary barely finished one martini. Oh yeah I think I told Carle last night that we had margaritas but I was drunk at the time so can you really blame me? Anyway I had about 2.5 strawberry martinis rode the T home with Jen and then got online and started talking with Peter and Carle. I remember about half of the conversations that I had with them last night. Weird huh? Anyway today was awful! I swear I had food poisoning, that or I ate something that really did not agree with me at all. Seriously my stomach was in so much anxiety it was pretty awful.
Peter, my wonderful friend has decided to give me the nickname of “Kid”. Don’t ask me why. Well I have given him a nickname too, but in order to find out what it is, children please let your parents read this before you do…
Cinderella wants to go to the ball, but her wicked stepmother won’t let her. As Cinderella sits crying in the garden, her fairy godmother appears, and promises to provide Cinderella with everything she needs to go to the ball, but only on two conditions.
“First, you must wear a diaphragm.”
Cinderella agrees, “What’s the second condition?”
“’You must be home by 2 a.m. Any later, and your diaphragm will turn into a pumpkin.”
Cinderella agrees to be home by 2 a.m. The appointed hour comes and goes, and Cinderella doesn’t show up. Finally, at 5 a.m., Cinderella shows up, looking love-struck and **very** satisfied.
“Where have you been?” demands the fairy godmother. “Your diaphragm was supposed to turn into a pumpkin three hours ago!!!”
“I met a prince, Fairy Godmother. He took care of everything.”
“I know of no prince with that kind of power! Tell me his name!”
“I can’t remember, exactly …Peter Peter, something or other….”
So Peter’s new nickname is going to be Pumpkin from now on. Forever and ever till the end of time! LOL! Can you tell that I was drunk last night?
Anyway nothing really interesting happened today. I called Braintree because I want to go work for Ana on Saturday but Jared picked up the phone.
Jared: Vitamin Shoppe, this is Jared
Me: Hey Jared. It’s Laney, is Ana there?
Jared: Oh hey Laney. No, Ana had the day and night off today. But she’s working tomorrow afternoon.
Me: Okay, thanks. I’ll call her tomorrow then. Bye.
Like he couldn’t just say no, she’ll be her tomorrow. I swear he was waiting to ask me if Jen and I were doing anything tonight. GRR! I hate this feeling of being used by him. I wish we could just be friends without me always doubting what his motives were. But that’s the way the cookie crumbles I guess.