gettin’ the grease

October 15th, 2004

“Alright, squeaky wheel! Turn around.”

I’d complained just enough for Bear to put down his beer and dig his thumbs into the sore spot between my right shoulder blade and my spine. Like any fine massage, it hurt like a Friday morning hangover. But y’know, the good kind of pain. I’m already carrying my shoulder bag on the opposite side, sitting in my ergonomic chair with both feet planted, and avoiding any style of shoe with the word “heel” in it. And yet, we’re on day three of a Zoolander-esque, “I can’t turn left” disability. You know you’re getting old when sleeping wrong turns you into an invalid.

But this wheel is done squeaking.

Last night, if by “I’ll stay for just one” I meant, “I’ll stay for a few glasses of wine, a coupe of cigarettes and just one enormous baked potato” then I am the model of resolve. Sweet baby jesus, I love my friends. We get a little twitchy if we go too long without seeing each other and when we finally reunite, it’s a big old pile of schmoopie.

“No, I missed YOU more.”

You get the picture. Try not to throw up in your throats.

Tomorrow night is the Krissa/Stuart We’re Getting Married Party, at which I intend to officially begin calling the groom by his real name — as opposed to Blah Blah Stuart Blah. While the moniker has a nice comedic ring, it doesn’t seem quite as appropriate to say to his face. It’s like the Russian gal in our office that people refer to as “The Big Girl.” She’s not fat, mind you. Just big. Tall. Sturdy. Formidable in four-inch heels. Anyway, I digress. I am quite excited to meet Krissa’s boyfriend-for-life.

Okay, a bit of housekeeping:

It’s that time again. I need to update my links. If you’re missing from the link list on the right, fire away. I’m totally dedicated to the proposition of getting that list up-to-date. By the way? We’ll be undergoing a slight site re-design soon – in anticipation of some exciting news. So, stay tuned my friends!

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