i have no idea what this post will be about. i just want to get the last post behind me. i do still have stitches to be removed, which, frankly, i'm dying to yank out. they're so itchy! i would if i could reach them.
i could not, would not take pics of my stitches, sam i am, but for your gory enjoyment here is a more realistic pic of stitches. these are not MY stitches, but are very similar in length - just add one more stitch to the row and you've got my wound. i do; however, think my doc is a more skilled knitter.
update on rick?
back to friends, it seems. ...and the dance continues. yes, he did send me a birthday card in the mail and an e-card, signed....your friend, rick. when we're apart we are in friend mode, but when we get together there is an invisible force of attraction that neither one of us chooses to ignore. that is, until the next time we get together. mckay knows it's time i set a firm boundary and say, "no milk unless you date the cow."
wait, that sounds all wrong.
i have a second phone interview with a large medical corporation tomorrow morning. i've decided it's time to start looking around for some new opportunities..
why is it i get men giving me ’the look’ when i'm out driving, but never when i'm out n about walking around?? is it my car or my butt?
i bought a new couch this week. my sis works at restoration hardware and i got 40% off the most scrumptious leather couch i've ever seen. it's like butta. rick sure is missing out on some good couch time. damn.