My wonderful cuddling friend Priscilla- in Vegas. See post below

Turning Japanese...or at least 23

So I turned 23 yesterday...everyone keeps asking me how 23 feels...in case you want to ask me the answer is: it feels the same. Today my brother called me and he answered saying sorry. I had no idea why he was sorry and then I realized he hadn't called me on my birthday. I'm not sure when it happened, probably after 21, but birthday's don't really matter that much to me any more.

So here is what I did on my birthday: went to dinner with two of my best friends (Bekka and Maria) and then went over to Bekka's apartment and I watch D.E.B.S with one of my other good friends- Allison. It was perfect because I had watched D.E.B.S twice already but only by myself, I really craved other people to watch it with so I could have someone else confirm how amazing the movie is (note: one of the hard parts about being single is having to search for friends to watch movies with you). BUT just in case you have not seen it yet D.E.B.S is an amazing movie- a lesbian spy spoof complete with "smuck" sound effects while the villain is scaling a wall with suction thingies. A line from the movie as further proof: "I never wanted to be a criminal when I was growing up. I wanted to be a pirate." "Um, pirates are criminals." AMAZING!

Every year my girlfriends from high school, the four remaining in our group, get together and go to Vegas. The trip usually lands on someone's birthday and this year we went from the 9th-11th so it was close to my birthday. Since I am struggling to "make ends meet" my amazing friends chipped in $200 for my $227 plane ticket and my friend Lindsay (with an A don't get it wrong) loaned my $200 and told me that I can wait until I am more financially stable to pay her back. The trip was awesome and I couldn't have done it without Linds...she is amazing! My three girls- Linds, Leilani, and Priscilla kept cuddling with me during the weekend...I am big on cuddling! So The weekend was well worth it just for all the cuddling. Thanks ladies I love you eternally!

Hey Mel....what do you think of this Mel?

I just made my first attempt at making my blog more colorful by writing an entry that was story like... I didn't think it was great, but it wasn't bad either and I spent a good half an hour writing it. Then something happened and it all disappeared! Now I wont ever have the energy to re-write it and I'll have to wait before I can decide if I am capable of writing a story like post.

The basic point of the post was: people should not call other people by their generic nickname (ie Mel rather than Melanie) unless one of these four conditions are in play:

1) You have a personal relationship
2) You have asked
3) You have been told
4) You are at a sporting event cheering on a player

...otherwise it is just weird and kind of unsettling.

The Wonderful World of Temping

So since I have yet to find a "real" job- I am not sure what I think that means yet, I am working for a temp agency. So far I have passed out fliers for RCN, passed out food samples at Costco and now (at this very moment) I am filling in for John H. McArthur's (Dean Emeritus at Harvard Business School) personal assistant.

My temp agency woke me up- it was 10am so I should have been awake but I was not, to ask me if I could take the job....I said yes and they proceeded to call me every 10 minuets for an update on how long it would take me to get there... finally at noon I arrived. Imagine my suprise when I walked into a little office all to myself with no John McArthur in site...not the bustling and assistantless impared office that I pictured based on how urgently they needed me.

Fast foreward two hours...John is still out (the paper I was left says he had a tour at 1130 and then a meeting after that). I have retrieved and recorded 3 messages, and I have answered the phone twice and taken those messages, and finally I took the newspapers out of the incoming mail bin and rather than "toss them" as I was told to do I have left them under my purse and plan on taking them with me when I leave at 5pm.

I have checked my e-mails, all three, written e-mails, played on facebook....which I am addicted to now, read Sadaf's and Claire's blogs....thus I am updating my own. I have had a snack, drank a bottle of Nantucket Nectar apple juice which I was told to help myself to from the mini fridge. I read a little of my book, Bone Black by bell hooks....it is wonderful...read it.

WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY PAYING ME FOR?! Surely this man is competent enough to have lasted the day without me sitting in his assistants very unconfortable and I am assming ergenomically correct chair and diddiling on her computer.

HOLD THE PHONE! John just returned...I gave him the messages....the mail came I opened it and sorted it accordingly....One of the pieces of mail was an invite from MATCH to the symphony- it promptly went into the trash when John saw it. AND the phone rang twice in a row....whew! And now back to down time....

Meanwhile life has continued for the kids at MATCH and I miss them so so much....I wish I was still there. That job was soo much work for peanuts but I would LOVE to still be there!

Camping in the rain

This feels a little strange since I haven't told anyone about this, but what the heck!
I am scheduled to leave today for 4 days of camping in the rain. It has finally gotten to me...this extended cold and rainy season. I am cranky, I want sun and warmth and tan skin!
We are having a senior week reunion, and last night was also the reunion of my High School prom...it's been 5 years! How could I be that old? I don't feel that old....

camping in the rain...just hope no one disintegrates the cooler!