so tomorrow night is the big apple blogger bash at zanzibar...
(for those who remember - and for those who don't - the last time i went to zanzibar, i wound up throwing white castles at some guy and then kissed an afghani after pretty much harrassing chad lowe who was at a cast party at the bar...)
don't worry, those of you heading to the bash, i shan't guzzle guinness with white chocolate martini chasers
for those of you going, please - if you see this person - stop by, say hello!!! (yes. that's me)
unfortunately, i haven't gotten around to sending my laundry out to be done... have no idea what scraps of clothing i have to wear to the shindig... wore my favourite outfit on the date on tuesday...
*sigh*
so after my last post, not a nanosecond after i hit the submit button, the entire building lost power. scared the hell out of me. luckily fred was still there and we were about to leave anyway, but still.... very scary - had to walk down the fire stairs... and then out in the parking garage, there weren't any lights... THAT was the creepiest thing, haven't run that fast to my car in ages...
blah blah blah after work, since i am still tikked off about breaking out the other day - i signed up for tanning - it's been a while since i went to a tanning salon, like about 2 years (had gone to tanning for 16 years) so this one in rochelle park is great! for $10 i was able to have a face tanner/bed for 30 minutes - i love the tanning salons that aren't really strict when it comes to time limits - they asked how long i wanted to go in for... yep... fry me (yeah yeah, if you are about to yell at me on the dangers of tanning... don't. it won't help.)
so i am burnt, but it feels good. i love this feeling...
that's another thing, all of you going to the BABB tomorrow - if you see a red-faced chick... that's me....
enough about the tanning. now to speak about the whiter than white no-nosed freak who i can barely look at because he's making me sick... he is insane. and the people who are allowing this skeezeball to sleep with their kids are idiots...
"milk and cookies"... come on!
makes my blood boil... wait, no... the tanning bed brought it to a boil earlier...
