O.K I know I went off on a tangent � I just wanted to let it out. So on Sunday, Keith and I went to Blockbusters to rent some movies. Everything was all nice and dandy till we walked out and saw Tommy and his girl. Trust me when I say I was thoroughly surprised for I thought her ass was in California but it turns out that her third week in LA she was scouted by an agent and now she�s a wannabe actress and they were only in NY for a meeting. Personally I think she looks like a horse so I�m guessing that agent probably forgot his or her glasses on that day. I felt fine till Keith had to run his mouth.
�So how do you know them?� Keith asked as we got to his apartment. His apartment is pretty cool� he�s got a nice keyboard � I guess he considers himself musical. Back to the story.
�Who?�
�Your friends. The ones we just met.�
�Oh, just friends from back home.� I answered nonchalantly.
�Really?� He seemed unconvinced.
I laughed. �Yeah really. Where do you think I met them? On an alien spaceship or something? Geez.� I rolled my eyes.
�No, it�s just that your mood changed the second you saw them.�
�Na.� I smiled. �You must be imagining things.� He didn�t say anything. I thought it was over till he resumed the topic during my rewinding phase.
�So is he your ex?� he asked.
�Huh?� I asked between giggles� really that short guy�s expression was too funny.
�That guy. Is he your ex?�
I turned to him in exasperation. �What da hell is your problem? Are you obsessed with the guy or what? Do you want to date him? I�ll give you his number if that�s what you want.� I sighed. �Just forget about them okay? They are not important.�
Monday was cool. I really think I love New York. In fact, I KNOW I love New York and want to live here because the minute I got to work I asked one of the supervisors about the possibilities of transferring to one of the New York offices and she said she�ll look into it. Wouldn�t that be cool? Living the high life in the Big Apple? Painting the town red? Of course I would miss my friends but hey, that�s life.
The whole week was rather uneventful, Keith�s friend Justin never called me �asshole. Janelle is still on the warpath and you know what? I think she�s just begging for attention. All I know is before she got married, she was absolutely cool, not jealous, chilled and just went with the flow. She becomes a married woman and suddenly goes bonkers. Now she has self-esteem problems and doesn�t trust her man. I�m guessing it�s something Donald has done to her. As we all know, men are to blame for all the problems in the world -and that's a fact. Hmm I�m going to have to get to the root of this nonsense when I get back because things like this are better done in person.
As I said, it was a dry week. I had lunch with Anita on Tuesday and I swear to God, this chick is absolutely nuts � she sure knows how to have fun. We went clubbing together on Wednesday and we basically molested all the guys in that joint. She�s mad crazy and I think for my own sake I ought to only take her in small doses otherwise before I know it I�ll be swallowing ecstasy pills just to keep up with her.
Friday was when it got interesting. Diary as you might know, on that day I turned 23. The day started off with a bang. The receptionist called me before work to inform me of a package that had arrived for me. I was expecting flowers from my parents but instead I received a singing telegram from Trace and Amber. To the tune of �Row row row your boat,� it went like this;
�Shake shake shake your hips
Wildly in New York
Sexily sexily sexily sexily
Make it a good fuck!�