I'm in a state of bliss right now.
Reasons:
I have 5 days off. 5 DAYS!!! Today, tomorrow, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. 5 DAYS!!!!!
I just got some coffee from starbucks. Mmm.
I'm on my patio with my coffee. It's pretty out.
I got my teacher fired yesterday. Okay that's a bit of a stretch, but I (and Emily) complained about her, and then she stomped off and shouted "You're all a bunch of hypocrites!" I broke the stunned silence by bursting out laughing.
After our teacher left we had 3 hours to kill, so we all went to Dallas BBQ in Harlem. I had TWO Texas Size Margaritas, one strawberry and one mango - both with an extra shot of tequila in them. Yesterday is kind of a blur, including my fellow advisory session, which was post-drinking.
I had a great convo with Mark, one of my fellow teachers. It involved shouting, political banter, and him showing me that he was not wearing any underwear. I like Mark.
I'm talking to Jane on AIM right now. Jane is one of those fabulously cool people that you're so glad you're friends with, but it's sad because you don't get to talk to them as much as you'd like. However - she is moving to Connecticut and is coming to visit me in NYC in August. Yay!!
On my way home last night it started pouring the second I got off the bus. I couldn't really run since I was wearing flip flops, and after about a block I couldn't really walk either (slippery rubber flip flops). I ended up just taking my shoes off and walking slowly home with a huge smile on my face (I was still quite drunk, despite having stopped drinking a good 3 hours earlier).
I was watching Dawson's Creek this morning. That crazy Dawson and Joey! It was a great flashback.
The Price is Right is on in an hour. I hope nobody wins my golf-cart-like scooter.
I'm going out tonight with cool people to a cool bar to watch the Mets slaughter the Yankees. Excited.
I still have a good 80 cans of diet coke, and am ordering more tomorrow.
Now I'm going to talk to Jane some more, read my NY Times, and drink my coffee. All on my terrace. FYI, it is the perfect temperature with the perfect amount of breeze. Mmm.
When did I get so happy-fuzzy?
Friday, June 30, 2006
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2 comments:
i never liked dawson. he always got on my nerves.
and did you get that stupid lady who called me an oriental fired?
lucky
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