Who Does That!?!

There is this commercial for deodorant that Renee and I saw at lunch today and the chick is all "flirty" with a dude in the crowded elevator and she puts her arm up against the wall like a sleazy bar guy would, and there's this huge pit stain. Then they show her flirting in the elevator after using their awesome deodorant and she lifts her arm up real high to comb through her hair so you can see there isn't any pit stain now. Seriously! Who the hell does that?!!? Please point them out so I can do the world a big favor and.....


Put them through a "Flirting and Dating 101" class.

I just spent the last couple hours typing up a list of my duties. Ugh... It was torture and made me tired just looking at all the stuff I do on a regular basis... But, I am thankful I have a job with security. I am here as long as I want to be, or until I pick up a nasty drug habit and start screwing up big time... I don't see that happening... Ever.

Collin has the day off, and it is gorgeous outside! I wish I could leave... Like now, and go do something, like go to the park, or go see my dad for his birthday (he's 57 today!), or something where I could be outside... Oh well. It is supposed to be almost as nice tomorrow as it is today. We'll see.

I don't think I mentioned this in the Memo post, or the PS for that post, and I keep meaning to, my mom (in all her infinite weirdness) said two weird things when we were leaving my grandma's last Friday.

One, she said to Collin, "Take care of my baby."

He told me about that and I was like "Ummm........... Kay....."

Two, she said to me as she hugged me goodbye, "You look good."

And I am thinking... "What the hell!? Is she saying I looked bad last time I saw her...? Or that other people think I look bad...?"

What the hell kind of off hand farewell comment is that?

I love my mom... I love my mom... I love my mom....

Back to the merciless torture....

(I know, I know. I love the torture...)