don't tax me

whadup?

me? breathing into a paper bag. how does one learn how to handle stress? i really, really need to know. i'm not doing so good at this.

i set a date for my securities test. well, because you know me. ms procrastination. in which brooke gives me this book to read - that she's reading as well - in which the author points out that one of the major reasons for procrastination is perfectionism. if you can't do it perfectly then just don't.

hello kettle. pot.

anyway. i scheduled the date because it's not like my job depends on it or ANYTHING. so i got all these rules up in my grill. haunting me. call. put. bull. bear. muni. AAA. tax this. don't tax that.

as you can see. HAUNTING.

oh. and last weekend i got stood up. i have never been stood up in my life. ever. oh i've been dumped. but never stood up. meh. it was only a first drink meet off of online dating.

but then he emails all apologetic on monday. the office pool is out. 50/50 he's an jerk and his excuse was lame. the other says - hey. give it one more try.

AND THEN cowboy calls. duh thunk. ***

he was in town to interview with a different oil company. meaning he might be coming back here.

who's all jacked up over that? pffft... not me.

bah.

dance on people.