Daily Ramble

The more I drink the green teas and stuff, the more my nails seem to grow. Not intentionally, of course, do I let them grow. I'm usually a biter and a peeler, but sometimes I'll look down and be like, "Wow. Those are like almost girly long." Drives My Fella nuts when it happens to my toe nails. But what I won't tell him is that, just because it annoys him, I don't trim them. It's funny to see how worked up he gets over it.

More importantly, much more importantly, my gal pal Red is blowing through town on her way to see her mother. I really think she only stops in town to see her Beauty Operator, who has been her fag for far longer than I. Oh, the stories I can tell about Red, but all with fear she'd tell stories about me. I tell her sometimes that I never would have realized my full potential as a fag, without her as my hag. But the Beauty Operator had her first, and I know when she goes to get her "hairuh did" that she's having one on one time with him.

Last night we went to our favorite joint, or favorite tex-mex Mexican joint. Had a nice tables worth of her friends to enjoy the conversation. Tonight we're rolling over to our favorite pizza joint. She's staying long enough in the morning to watch the last of Bob's episode on the telly.

Word on the sly is that I'm getting a job offer today, or possibly tomorrow. Someone was told that all they are waiting on is to tell an internal candidate she did not get the promotion. I wish that call would come on. I sure could use it. My Mom called last night and I didn't even take the call, there's just nothing to talk about right now. She's just going to ask about jobs, and I don't have anything to tell until I have something to tell.

Fingers crossed.