kicked some animated ass at work today...man it was nasty/rainy out all day. i actually had to wear a scarf! blah!
i caught the 5:43 train and got home at 8pm (would've been about 15 min. earlier but i had to be a pig and go to surf taco for a beef/bean/cheese burrito and a quesadilla... now i feel sick)
still have to figure out what i have to wear for tomorrow - luckily the place is pretty casual and they haven't said that we have to wear their clothes...
we have a Hale and Hearty Soup directly across the street (my dear stalkers, don't tell me that i never give you clues to my whereabouts) so i schelped over and got a big arse new england clam chowder - perfect day for it... even if i shouldn't be having that kind of soup because of the jackasses the yankees are playing tonight...
it's 10pm. the game's on. i have to color my hair (g.c. has some crazy roots - i haven't gotten my hair coloured since march... so... i am taking it into my own hands for $17 as opposed to $215... we'll see if it's icky. Clairol Natural Instincts Hot Cocoa... it's got a hint of red in it. technically it's a "medium bronze brown")
speaking of red. i swear since yesterday stepping off the train in nyc, i've seen no less than 8 redheaded guys my age, all attractive and wearing suits.
god i love new york city.
gotta go get all chemical with my hair now... then blow dry it (45 min.) then flat iron it (15 min.)
by the way... was due for my friend yesterday... since going off the ABVs she's MIA... (MIA not in a totally scary way... but non-existant nonetheless)
