..rain on my parade
~je t'adore~
Thursday, Feb. 14, 2002 @ 10:59 am

It is Valentine's day! Yeah! Okay I should be manic depressed because I don't have a __________ (boyfriend, husband, red hot latin lover). But I'm totally okay with that. That's 99% truth. It's a holiday and I love to have any kind of excuse to celebrate. Unfortunately my only pink/red item in my wardrobe, my favorite Billabong sweater was worn on Tuesday. So not wanting to appear to be a scrub I wore my powder blue shirt that has a fake pink sparkly name tag that says "Hello, My Name is SUGAR" plus after the sugar it has a little heart. (My name was Sugar in highschool and my uncle calls me his Sugarplum fairy). I clipped my hair with little girl pink plastic bow barrettes and have those cheesy stick on earrings that are pink polka dot hearts. That is my festive costume. Perhaps I'm silly. Okay I admit that I am.

I'm going to a Valentine lunch with Erin, my also perpetually single friend. Us single people have to stick together. I was going to buy her a flower but they were so picked over so instead I bought her a pasta measurer/pasta fork, she really wanted it, she's almost as strange as me. Plus I bought her a cheap little girls necklace that is a heart with her name on it.

I think every woman deserves to get flowers regardless if you are single, a newly wed or married for forty years. I think us women realize this. I bought Jess and Erin roses for sweetest day. Erin bought me flowers when things didn't work out with the last guy. And Jess sent me flowers when I had a "I'm so fat, I'm so ugly, I'm so _______, I'm so___________." (you get the point, we all get those days) I am the reason that the flower companies will stay in buisness. Why don't guys seem to understand that romance is not dead. Or if it is give it a little mouth to mouth.MEN BUY YOUR WOMEN FLOWERS!

On a brighter note, solemn guy spoke to me! He actually only asked "What are we doing?" But that is a vast improvement. Four words. He spoke to me. This cute guy Eric in my acting class read my shirt and replied with a grin, "Hi, my name is spice."



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Katie(me)...curvy single 21 year old Wisconsin waitress who has the worst luck in men, believes in the positive effects of sexy underwear especially black,can't live without music, painted toenails, Curves(gym for women)and a good book(The Scandolous Summer of Sissy LeBlanc by Lorraine Despres)

The non-fuckwit~Jeremy the wonderful guy I'm seeing, met him at the restaurant where I work

THE FUCKWITS...George...very attractive very MARRIED flirtatious cook at work and oh yeah whose brother is Fernando,who I fooled around with before George started at the restaurantand before I found out he too was married Arturo...busboy I was interested in and kissed but nothing ever came ofJeremy...ex I broke up with in march because he wasn't ready for a relationship and then he got engaged a month later

THE CAST...

Jessica...best friend, beautiful built like a playboy bunny who I love yet drives me crazy

Erin...my best friend down to earth with a three year old son Logan

Cali...my long lost twin or so it seems at the restaurant

Miriah...friend from work who is absolutly beautiful on the inside and out

Judi's Place...family restaurant I work at they are like a second family