so i've been "elected" vice president of my homeowner's association. whoopee. i still have no power. i bet i would still get 3 visits from the police and a noise ordinance violation ticket if i threw another ragin' party. at least i didn't get elected secretary, like carmen, who now has to write a bunch of letters and like, keep track of stuff. actually, i guess it's kind of cool.
have i mentioned my brother is getting married in April? i went home on saturday to try on my bridesmaid dress and it's pretty styling. AND it's only $50.00. sweet. i may even wear it again someday.
tonight is the big whoopacog annual meeting party thinggy. all of coworkers and i are to be there and we're supposed to spend the evening schmoozing with all of the local big-wigs. i'm dragging jared along and we plan to spend most of the evening frequenting the open bar :)
lately anytime carmen and i go out anywhere together we get hit on. bad. but it's not by pretty boys (usually). it's by creepy old men. what the hell? do we look like easy targets or something? i am not interested in hearing about your divorces, your kids, or your salesman jobs. blech. even if i was single i would turn you down. i'm still young enough to be picky about age. and 4o and 50 year old men? no thank you.
i have a new favorite song. it's called "Cupid's Chokehold" by Gym Class Heroes. i friggin love it and can't stop listening to it. go to myspace and listen to it if you can. i swear it's addictive.
speaking of myspace, i have a great story (at least i think it's great) to tell you tomorrow.