Puppies!

Melon brought his 10 week old Golden Retriever puppy into the office. Just when I thought Friday’s couldn’t get any better…



… she entered into my life! (Look at her smile!)


It’s actually nice to have something to divert my thoughts from The Man. Other than a few emails back and forth, I haven’t spoken with him since Monday. He comes back into town today, and I am going to absolutely maul him upon seeing him tonight… I am in the mood! I have my littlest black skirt, a black booby tank, and my stilettos with the strap around the ankle that The Man finds oh-so-hot all picked out to great him in. (Of course I will bring a back-up outfit to go out in public and dinner in… if we get that far.)

I fully recognize that I do indeed need a lot of attention. I love to shower attention and affection on others, but I definitely need it returned. One of the first things I do when I meet new friends is jokingly (ish) hold up one hand, dub it “OC girl” and then revolve the other hand around it, named “universe”.

Knowing this about me, one would think that The Man might put forth a little bit more effort into whatever-it-is-that-we’re-doing and break off a phone call to me once throughout the week. I completely get he’s busy. But as L emailed me yesterday:


“honestly who is to busy to fucking CALL for a second to say "hey, im sorry we havent talked, i have been busy but im thinking about you... lalalala " i mean cardinal rule of "He's Just Not That Into You" (my bible) i quote: "he"s just not that into you if he's not calling you, men know how to use the phone. oh sure they say theyre busy. they say they didnt have even a moment in their insanely busy day to pick up the phone. it was just that crazy. BULLSHIT. With the advent of cell phones and speed dialing it is almost impossible not to call you. sometimes i call people from my pants pocket when i dont even mean too., we may try to make you think differently but we men are just like you. we like taking a break from our generally mundane day and talk to someone we like. it make us happy. and we like to be happy. just like you. if i were into you, you would be the bright spot in my horribly busy day. which would be a day that i would never b to busy to call you" (chapter 2)

okay not saying that The Man isnt into you but im not gonna give u some fake bullshit answer of "wow, he is so busy he cant call but he loves you". so.... here goes i think its crap he isnt calling, yes, The Man may be just that busy but come on, show a little respect for your french maid!!! HELLO??? The Man is an idiot for not calling and i mean that because if you had a penis, i would date you.... yes, you are THAT wonderful. i love you, your a great girl... u have many other men (HOT MEN AT THAT) knocking down your door for a chance to take you out and you deserve a hell of a lot better than some guy who cant remember how to pull the damn phone out of his ass AND USE IT!!! (again, im sure he is nice) so, stop sitting around and being bummed out because your fucking amazing, beautiful, smart, funny and you deserve someone who knows that about you! i mean shit, i cant go a day without talking to you or i go through OC girl withdrawals!!!!
L
ps. u have a great legs “


(You can see why I adore my peeps!)

So I called TM last night, after consuming a couple glasses (read: bottle) of wine and we yet again walked/talked a very fine line over the phone. He asked to come over. I SO WANTED HIM TO! But, I can’t ruin this whatever-it-is-that-we’re-doing with The Man.

If The Man doesn’t call me tonight, however, that little black outfit may end up on the floor of TM’s bedroom…