Friday, Jan. 10, 2003 - 10:02 A.M.
I woke up super early this morning in an attempt to arrive at work before nine so as to beat my boss who was supposed to return this morning from a month long trip. Unfortunately my roommate was in the shower and remained there for oh, I don't know, about 25 minutes! I decided to forgo the shower, something I absolutely hate doing, and try rockin' the second day hair. Although, I have to admit that it doesn’t look half bad.
As I was brushing my teeth, my roommate loudly asked me to do the dishes before she got home tonight. I pointed out that, in fact, they were HER dishes and a little fight ensued wherein she got teary eyed and played the martyr, and I told her to not be such a bitch. Although I was definitely justified in calling her that, I felt awful. As soon as I got into work I emailed her with an apology and an explanation. Hopefully things will be remedied. I’m such a wuss when it comes to fighting with people. I just hate the thought of others being mad at me.
The drive into work wasn’t much better as I hit loads of traffic. Thankfully El Bosso didn’t come in until 9:30, so I still managed to get here before he did. Now I’m just trying to busy myself until lunchtime. N and I are going to the Mawl (said in the Long Island style accent I’ve managed to avoid despite being raised there) so I can have the battery in one of my watches replaced, and an extra link put in another. YAY! In case you don’t know, I have a bit of a watch fetish. I LOVE THEM! Yes I know; I’m odd.
Tonight old friend has invited me to go to a CD release party for some local band over in Cambridge. I really don't want to but I bailed on plans with said friend last weekend, so I feel kind of obligated. Hmmmm, I wonder if I can get out of this one easily without seeming like a total ass.
Finally, I’ve been having the weirdest dreams lately. Not that that is really unusual but still! Two nights ago I dreamt that Slimer, the little green thing from "Ghostbusters," was one of my pets. What’s even stranger is that, even though he looked exactly as he did in the film, in the dream he was a dog. Last night I dreamt I had busted one of my teeth and had to fly to Hawaii with my Father in order to get it fixed. While in Hawaii, we went to an Indian restaurant and loads of bars together. Nothing really exciting happened in that one, it was just kind of surreal.
