For my lunch break today I decided to go shopping at Collin Creek Mall instead of the usual setting up camp at the nearby Barnes & Noble. What I do is walk in between bookshelves scouting for an open chair and plunge into the first one I see, book in one hand, sandwich in the other. (Last time I went I leafed through 1962's Sex And the Single Girl, a book that "tells women how to fill their lives with romance and delectable men." Tempting, isn't it? I've also flipped through Freakonomics a few times, a NY Times bestseller. It's interesting. One chapter talked about names and scored them based on the mother's education, and how one could get away with a name pronouced "sha-teed" even though it was spelled "shithead." Eh?)
I didn't buy anything at the mall, not even a $4 magenta shirt at GAP. I asked myself, "would you work 24 minutes to acquire this shirt, even though you already have a magenta polo?" and then decided against it. The 24 minutes thing is very accurate, by the way. I am learning that money is hard to earn. A recent purchase of mine at Nordstrom Rack cost Mom three whole hours at work then. Ugh, I'm dumb.
When I walked into the breakroom today, there was a middle-aged pregnant lady in there. We said hi, but not before I saw a look on her face which I interpreted as "Girl, even though you think you are thinner, cuter and more awesome than I am, someone had sex with me, so there!" Gees, woman!
Funny things are happening to me at work. For example, this is inane, but I have a slight name crush on two of my coworkers/superiors. The names? Edward Lin, Russell Lin. (The company is 80% Chinese.) Don't they sound like they could be CEO's? (They're not.) It just seems that they'd be nice fellows because of their names; they both have good, strong American first names and a common Chinese last name, which makes it strong, I guess. And of course I have not met either of them, or I don't remember. I bet you thought a girl like me might go for Hero, Lucky/Kloony or even Cronux, but no. Maybe for daters, but not for marriers. OK! I'll stop being silly now.
Have a Cozy Weekend.
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7 comments:
What do you mean by the "someone had sex with me" bit? You mean someone had sex with her at some point? Or she goes home and gets some nookie every day? How does she know you aren't getting your funk on every day?
And where do you work?
I like how you post on your blog all the time.
oh wow. i just realized you don't live in austin. i guess from what i read before, it seemed like you did? oh are you home for the summer or something?
Well, she's got bellyproof that someone had sex with her, which enough on her part, I guess.
Thanks, I need to find something to do for the 8 hours I am behind this desk. Office work just won't cut it!
Nope, I only live in atx during the school year. I'm back in Dallas for the summer. I don't know if I'd like to live in Austin-it's definitely super awesome though, fun for college.
oh duh. i missed the whole pregnat part :) Why would you be apprehensive about living in Austin? And would you like to live in Dallas?
You didn't mention where you work
It's been really fun learning the ways of an Austinite, but I don't think I am one. And what's it like to live in a "college town"? I work at a telecom company in Plano called FutureWei Technologies. I had never heard of it either, but I hear they're beating up Nortel over in China. (Too bad, b/c my mom works there, at Nortel.)
Why don't you think you're an austinite?
I've honestly never really thought of Austin as a college town. Although I stopped hanging out on 6th street a while ago, which is where you'll find plenty of college town atmosphere. I'd call it more of a hippie town. Except it doesn't stink.
Hm, hard to say. I don't feel like one even though I enjoy a lot of the same things an Austinite would. Hey, I still get weirded out sometimes.
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