Broken Promises, Broken Engagements, and Borat.

-I received a mesage from Robi on myspace. I was suppose to go out with her a couple of Sunday's ago. I was a slave to my school work...It is times like those that I wish I could just quit. I'm hoping we will play this weekend...She always has something to smart to say...Or something mean...Depending on which kind of Robi your out with. Robi wears a Fanny pack, it brown with Asian characters. I hate the Fanny pack with a passion. But I'd rather have a Robi with a Fanny pack than no robi at all.

-I still haven't put up my Halloween pictures nor have I sent them to the people I promised I would send. It's almost another holiday, so I don't want to get too far behind.

-There are a bunch of new hires at work due to the upcoming holiday season. One day a new hire, was using the computer in my dept. To clock in, so I went over to say hi but instead I said, "You have an old lady's face." She looked at me a little concern and asked, me what I mean by that. I told her that something about her features reminded me of an old lady. I then asked her how old she was, she's nineteen but I told her that she looked way older. My co-worker, Karyna, was standing by listening to this whole conversation and decided she would attempt to help me from the grave I was digging myself into. So, she told the new girl, "What she means is you have classical features...from like the I Love Lucy times. That's when I said, "You look like Ethel!"

-Dan works in my department. He's tall, he's funny, and we share the similar tastes in music. Oh and he's Jewish. Because I was raised Catholic and have little communication with Jewish people, I always bombard him with tons of questions that deal with anything Jewish. One particular day I had a ton of questions about Jewish boys. My primary concern was if I were to marry a Jewish boy could I raise one child Jewish and the other Catholic or do I have to choose one religion over the other...And if I do raise half of them catholic and the other Jewish, are the non-Jewish ones allowed in the Temples. This is when Dan asked me if I was secretly trying to profess my love for him.

-Dan was recently separated from his long time girlfriend. He got dumped. So he's been on a sort of pussy-run. One particular day he was telling me about one particular date. When I asked where did he meet the new girl he said, JDate. JDate is an online dating community for Jewish people...I asked him if it's strictly for Jewish people or can anyone join. He said anyone can join...This is my jdate number 107969316...If you're Jewish, hot, highly rich, you can reach me there! Or you can do a search of 5 miles within 90723 zip, ages 20-25 and I'll be there too. According to Dan (who totally made my jdate page)...I am a Jdate pimp. Woot...Woot!

-One day Dan told me how upset he was that I was constantly getting e-mails from Jdate potentials...So he decided he and I should get married. I told him yes! I proceeded to invite people from work to our wedding...Some people were totally excited that I was getting married. When they asked who it was they were kind of disappointed...I don't know if it was because it was Dan or if it was because they realized, like I did, that it wouldn't last.

-Dan and I broke of our engagement this past weekend he said he couldn't take the fact that I made fun of his big Jewish nose. Dan's nose broke up our engagement!

-The same weekend Dan comes up to me and asks me if I know about my reputation. I told him I did not. Dan said I have a the reputation of the "meanest girl" in wireless. I was sort of excited. Karyna was standing by and proceeded to support this new reputation of mine by telling Dan about my incident with the new hire. Dan started laughing hysterically. I told Karyna that I tell Dan his Jewish nose is so big that it has it's own zip-code all the time and he doesn't go around honoring me as the meanest person in wireless. Dan stopped laughing.

-My friend Nancy is sort of a wanker. She's always getting mad at me because she swears... I take her friends. Eventhough we've both have known them for the same amount of time. It drives her up the wall when I call them my bff's...She's sort of possessive like that. Nancy if from El Salvador...I've learned to accept that minor flaw in her. Nancy takes pictures of EVERYTHING!!!

-My friend Vicky is the Godmother of the Hackers. There is nothing the great Vickster can't do...she's been my savor numerous times. Her powers sometimes scare me. She's also fucken hilarious...her sister, Cricket is my new BFF...sorry Nancy!

-After class, me and this boy, who sits behind me ended up walking the same route. His name is Prince, no bullshit, and he's actually pretty amusing. I told him how I spend so much time in the Children's section of Library's and bookstores b/c of my Children's Lit. Class. He sort of, somehow, missed that last part and ask me if I had any kids. I said, "God, No! I can barely keep up with myself...I don't want kids...at least not now." He then wanted to know when will I want kids. I told him, "Not until I am done being a child, so when I am thirty or forty. But then it gets a little complicated because I've got to be careful not to have them too late or else they'll come out retarded...or I wont be able to have any at all" He sort of laughed and said he never really thought of it that way. He also said..."Well, you also have to be careful who you have sex with because it might be their fault the kids come out retarded." I had never thought of it that way...

-I saw Borat last night with Melissa. It was a strange movie, some parts were extremely funny but others not so much. Robert asked us what it was about since he was completely clueless. I told him, "It's like Laguna Beach but with foreigner's, you can't really tell if it's fake or real" He then asked if there was the character's spoke with accents, I told him they did. I don't think Robert will see Borat.

(Down with the Pupusa's)