Tuesday, April 26, 2005


Run away! Run away!


I just had an interview. It went well, I think. I am now debating whether to send a follow-up email or a hand-written thank you note. Decisions, decisions.....

Last night, The Flake referred to me as "my friend, my buddy, my homey". Pardon? Two weeks ago, he was all "I think we're a couple". Now, we're pals? WTF? Then, he called me at 11:45 and read to me from some self-help relationship book. I'm so fucking confused.

Also, it looks like I should pack for Hawai'i (because I am *NOT* going back to Georgia):






American Cities That Best Fit You:



70% Atlanta

70% Honolulu

65% Washington, DC

60% Chicago

60% Miami