Jen

Tell me, have you seen her?

Besides being a song on the banned list, I’m very curious if Greg made any sightings. Is she just like we remembered? If so, I pity your poor eyes.

Anyway, today is a glorious day due to the fact that there is no Bill at work and I can wear jeans and do homework. Woo hoo!

The weekend was good and sad too. My parents leave Wednesday. I’m going to miss having my mom around. My mom, sister and I are tight. I mean, we lived out of a one bedroom apt for a good five years. I hate breaking the triangle. Or at least extending it.

Here’s a top 7 breakdown:

1) Dinner at Amchi’s. I got to spend quality time with the fam., even if we did discuss my aunt’s underwear.*
2) Do the Monkey! If you are a dork** with a palm pilot, go to this site and get palmasutra. When you are at gatherings that you can’t handle, such as the one I was at on Friday night, look at it and make jokes about porn. (Thank you Jon for letting me borrow it.)
3) I HATE drunk girls who like to show too much skin.
4) Gant is like Martha Stewart, only hotter.***
5) Ok, so Beck and I are at Flounder’s, and I see one of the waiters that we see**** at Fizz come in with this girl. Well, I’m looking at him and he’s looking at me and so I have to say something. I tell him that we always come in on Thursdays and he says. “I have to quit working there.” Anywho, he and the girl relocate to a table near us, and well, they get a little “close,” causing Becky and I to say “get a room” to each other a couple of times. We had a funny Onion-esqe title for this, but I can’t remember it now. Damn.
6) Serendipity has a dirty, dirty hippie in it.
7) I got a new computer! That means blogging from home!!!

*My family doesn’t normally discuss this, it’s just that there is some strange stuff going on with my aunt on the east coast where she lives. It involves underwear. And how freakin’ uptight she is, but that’s just my take on the story.
**I don’t have a palm pilot, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want one. I can’t believe I just admitted that.
***Does this statement mean I think Martha Stewart is hot? I didn’t mean it like that.
****We never get him, we always get the d-bags who throw us our beer and give us dirty looks. Somehow, we end up asking this guy for drinks because our waiters ignore us, and he delivers beer with a smile. Now that’s service.