breathe in, laugh out

This is just one example of what I’m workin’ with here:

Like, really? Sushi is that much higher on your priority list than work? We all like sushi. But how do you pay for the sushi? You’re almost 30! Ok I do realize I’m beating a dead horse with my “California boys are lazy” rant. So I’ll stop.

In other news I have a date tomorrow night at Tower 23, which is funny to me because

the past two times I went to the beach with my sister, we set up on the sand right near there and laughed walking by:

“Ooolala look at all the fancy people being fancy.”

Now I’m all like: crap, what am I gonna wear?

I’m not telling JR about this rendezvous unless he specifically asks, because he is in Amsterdam working 12 hour days and thinking I’m avoiding the male species and waiting for his return to have our second date. It’s not like I said anything to make him think that, but I wouldn’t want him to get pouty for no reason.

Plus, I think this guy is pretty short. And since I’m such a tall glass of water, that will definitely be a deal breaker.

Jokes, jokes (kinda).

Happy hump day.

Xoxo Gossip Girl