Public Nail Cutter

My biggest pet peeve has to be cutting nails in public. Especially in closed quarters such as the office! The only time nails should be cut is at a salon when you're getting your nails done. I walked into the office this morning and right when I sat in my cube, I hear someone cutting their nails. I have a feeling who it was since it was coming from in front of me on the other side of my cube wall. I doubt that his nails would come flying to my side of the wall, but just hearing those nails being clipped just gives me the hebegeebees. It's just the thought that a nail that's not mine can go into my own personal space. It's just a personal hygiene that should be kept personal in your own home.

I'm Dating a Jailbird

All day yesterday I was texting him and was wondering why he didn't text back. He usually texts back within a couple of hours unless he was somewhere he didn't have reception. He left me a voice mail last night while I was getting ready to go to Yard House. He said that he had a story to tell me. I wonder what that story was so I called him while I was getting dressed.

M: Hey. What's up? What's the story?
H: I just got out of jail.
M: What?! Uh. What happened?

Apparently he was partying all night Saturday night and sun rising Sunday he was going home on the 215 driving 5 mph over the speed limit when he got pulled over. The cop asked if he's been drinking and he said yea but the last drink I had was at midnight. So he was asked to step out of the car and was taken to jail. The legal limit is .080 and he blew a .082. He was complaining to me that the cop was overreacting and he should have just let him go since he was near his house. And I had to rationalize it to him that the cop was just doing his job and if he did let him go and something happened it would be the cop's fault. Yea the cop was a bit anal for pulling you over for just going over 5 mph but maybe he saw something else. Maybe you were swerving and you didn't know? I don't understand how people will make mistakes and when a cop turns them in, it's the cop's fault. They're just doing their job! So now he has a DUI on his record. And honestly, it's turning me off a little. Aprille and I were talking last night and we confessed to driving while being really buzzed that once we get home, we wonder how did we get home. But we don't do that anymore. I know my limit, and I will not drive if I can't. And when I drink, I will drive overly responsible. Last night, I had 2 drinks and 2 shots. Driving home, I saw about 5 cops. I drove the speed limit. I signaled for every turn. I didn't switch lanes too much. I got home safe without getting pulled over. And just be smart about it. It's a 3 day weekend, you should know that there will be LOTS of cops out there during the holidays. So maybe CJ was right last night. He was pretty drunk and "Just a Friend" was playing. So he kept singing it to me asking if he is just a friend. Maybe it will be better if he and I just stay friends. But who knows what will happen.

Dirty People Club

I went to the doctor today to diagnose this monstrous thing growing near my bottom lip and my doctor told me it looks like a cold sore. Great! I should have went with my first instinct on Friday. This would have been gone a long time ago if I didn't listen to that damn pharmacist and bought Abreva on Friday. I told my doctor I asked the pharmacist on Friday so I can buy some medication and she said, 'oh what do they know.' Since I complained they told me it wasn't a cold sore so I left it alone until I saw her. So now I'm suffering for a few more days because it grew more since then and to top it off, there are 2 more growing! I'm going to be in hiding for a long time.
The second I walked into work after the doctor's visit, my coworker Tom asked what's the verdict. My response? I'm a member of the Dirty People Club now. He likes to joke around that only 'dirty' people get cold sores or the medical term, herpes and NOT genital herpes mind you (they are different!) So he said, I knew deep down you are a dirty girl! So the whole day we were joking around how dirty we are. Besides, I think the reason why I got hit on on Saturday at Union Plaza was because of this cold sore. Who in their right mind would tell a girl she's hot when she has a honking cold sore on her face?? Only a guy who thinks she's easy would. Well, that's how I see it. But he probably looked passed my badge of dirty honor and saw my true beauty. Who knows. I turned him down because he creeped me out by following me to the bathroom and waiting for me to come out. Weirdo.
Anyways, it gonna sucks that I have this ugly cold sore this weekend. It's a 3 day weekend and people will wanna see me. So my plan this weekend? Bake a cheesecake on Friday. If the cold sore shrinks a bit, then dinner date with the boy on Saturday and maybe go clubbing with Aprille Sunday. If the cold sore is gone, then I'm gonna have a dirrrty weekend. ;)