Don't do it!

Crap! My guard is down… CRAP!

The annoying guy from work, Gator (he’s a FLA Gators fanatic) is starting … … to grow on me. CRAP! Every bit of logic in me knows that he’s a failed frat boy who tells stupid pointless stories and doesn’t seem to have any depth beyond his tanned exterior. But… crap, he’s growing on me!

He’s invited me to his sis’s beach house this weekend. Luckily I’ve already got plans to go up to NYC to visit my besties from college, so I kindly declined. I’m sure this potential situation is completely up to me. If I wanted it, I could have it. But… god! He’s so annoying… and I work with him. No. no. no. crap!

Diversion: NYC this weekend. (heel click!)

I have a bunch of great friends that have relocated since college. They thrive of the mayhem of NYC. Personally, I think it stunts anyone from growing into their own person because they constantly changing in order to be “hip” and doing the things New Yorkers should do. Whatever that is. Serenity and peace of mind are not, never have been, and never will be accepted by Yorkers Proper. However, I can appreciate a weekend in NYC. The nightlife is one of a kind and the people watching is extensive. And I get to see my best friends.

Unfortunately I’ve been unable to take find someone to take my Friday night class (I teach yoga on Friday nights) I’m totally considering dropping this class because NOONE after a hard days work, in the middle of summer wants to go into a sweaty gym. Therefore there’s usually only 3-8 people in the class. Personally I think it’s a waste of my time. And prime time at that: Friday!

Nothing like girl-time to make one forget about the lack of boy-time :) and anyways… he’s annoying! I’m a masochist.