
I got this in my email yesterday? Wednesday? Doesn't matter. The point is you get a doughnut for 49 cents if you get a medium or large coffee!
Who doesn't like a doughnut with their coffee. Sadly the pumpkin one is out of season.

This title is obviously a play on one of the best Chick Lit books that I have found and shared this past year, Target Underwear and a Vera Wang Gown*. The main character goes through her closet and each piece of clothing reminds her of a story of her life growing up. Personally, I have some clothes that are from as far back as 2nd grade (pink minnie mouse t-shirt from disney). I also have sweatpants, sweatshirts, and t-shirts that I inherited from my father that are even older than I am (one sweatshirt is from his trip to Ireland that he took in COLLEGE with the rugby team). Interest of full disclosure this is not my closet --->Visit msnbc.com for Breaking News, World News, and News about the Economy

Walking to work this morning, ok you caught me, walking to JP Licks to see a wicked awesome girl who I have been missing for about a year now, I saw a man in a business suit carrying his son over his shoulder. All I couldn't help myself, and my face broke out in a huge grin. I used to love being carried like that. My dad would call me a "sack of potatoes". I wonder why I was potatoes not something else. I would love for someone to carry me around like that now, unfortunately I am a bit long. The last time someone tried to do that to keep me from fighting they threw me over their shoulder...being as long as I am I was able to flip myself over by grabbing his legs. If anything I am very resourceful when I fight.
Last year when JEM went to Florida two of us found a show on the little airplane tv that is slightly disturbing, but very addictive, and that would be "Little Miss Perfect". Sitting on the couch just now, I came across it on WeTV. This is a show about pageants - for small girls.


"Changes only happen when we go totally against everything we're used to doing...One of the most aggressive things things a human being can do is to go against what he or she believes is nice or pretty..." (186)Lately, I have been pushing myself even harder than before. Last spring I decided I needed to shake things up and so I joined the local kickball league. Really, one of the best decisions I have made in a long time. I now have a new set of friends who I have a great time with, and I have reached out and met their friends giving me a great network here. Any of my teammates can tell you I threw myself into the whole idea. I can swear that I never really wore pink or had any real feelings for the color...now, its kind of a trademark of mine, up there with my sunglasses.
"What is it that makes us, at forty years old, want to have the same body we had when we were young? Is it possible to stop time? Of course not. And why should we be thin? We don't need to be thin. We buy books, we go to gyms we spend a lot of brain power on trying to hold back time, when we whould be celebrating the miracle of being here in this world. Instead of thinking about how to live better, we're obsessed with weight. Forget all about that. You can read all the books you want, do all the exercise you want, punish yourself as much as you want, but you will still have only two choices --either stop living or get fat" (246-247)If obsessing about weight and going to the gym every day is keeping you from seeing your friends, that is a problem. If your diet gets in the way of enjoying pastries from Mike's Pastry that is a bigger problem.

Due to new facebook, one of my 2+ years facebook poke wars has sadly come to an end. Since February 2007 I have been in a poke war with my best friend from home and an ex-roommate's younger brother. When facebook made their most recent layout changes, the notification of a poke was thrown way down at the bottom. I had almost missed the first return poke from the younger brother. My best friend seems to have lost the momentum, as it has been a few weeks now since I last saw a response.
will you write an entry about girl scout cookies and how they must contain crack in them because they are addictive
I just ate half a box of thin mints (this is not a joke) between the hours of 1:30 and 2:55
A friend of mine made the above request that I write about those wonderful treats known as Girl Scout Cookies. At the time I realized that I had yet to get a box. Walking to work and thus avoiding the T stops in the morning/afternoon causes one to miss out getting accosted by small girls in uniforms. Yes, I do mean accosted. At the beginning of their run I witness 3 teeny ones in the square screaming at the top of their lungs at passer-bys, the mom in charge actually had to tell them to cool it. I would have bought a box then, but they disturbed me, that and I had no cash on me.
After talking with my friend I was on the look out for those boxes, and couldn't my hands on one for the life of me. Eventually, I was successful, and strangely enough bought two boxes from a table hosted by a bunch of middle aged women, no young girls, weird, but whatever. Per my usual behavior I managed to misplace the two boxes that I bought; Thin Mints and Somoas. Fortunately, I found them this weekend and started munching. A friend of mine and I ate about half a box while watching Step Up or some equally trashy ballet/street dancer movie. I brought the rest of the box to work today...
So we have entered the Taurus sign on the astrology calendar. Which reminds me I forgot to check out how compatible I am with Pisces. One of my best friends from college is a Pisces. There is clearly a reason we get along so well and everyone that meets us figures we are roommates or something. She and I balance each other out nicely... apparently our relationship was meant to be because it was written in the stars.Pisces sees a Rock type, admiring the Goat's ability to make things happen. It's often said that Pisces thrives with a guiding hand and Cap is happy to play that lead role. Capricorn sees someone tuned into a world beyond what's tangible, and this intrigues. Pisces has the sensitivity and compassion to understand the Goat's dark days. Capricorn's real symbol is the Sea-Goat, one that climbs mountains AND plunges the depths. It's in the private deeply intimate moments between these two where the enduring bond is created.This stuff is so much fun! In honor of my other bff from school - who turns 25 today - I will do the Taurus + Capricorn stuff later this week :)
It's a case of opposites attract, and that's the gift and the challenge of this duo. Capricorn deals with reality, as they see it, and likes to see tangible rewards for their efforts. Pisces is more apt to wile away the hours in dreamy contemplation, and this may or may not lead to something concrete. The Goat gets exasperated when Pisces resists following a linear path to success. Pisces takes a spiraly path toward its goals, and can't be rushed. Capricorn needs to be patient, and Pisces will do well to carve out some space in which to dream uninterrupted.
While drinking my Superfood Odwalla smoothie today it occurred to me that most people find this drink GROSS. I can understand why. It is GREEN. Like Grass Green. There are actually TWO different types of grasses in the ingredient list. Please understand there are only 14 items listed.
Sunday was left for getting clean sheets, doing taxes, and watching the tournament. I basically had games on from 2 pm on. Each year the tournament gets better and better as the competition gets stronger and stronger. I picked far more upsets this year than ever before, and I was pretty much dead on. I've had 9 wrong picks so far, not great but not bad. And I have 13 of the sweet 16 correct, none of my elite 8 have been punched out either. I only just realized that some of the tournament will be played here in Boston. Almost wish I had known, but I am going to CA this weekend so I have stuff to do :)
Today's goal is to get through my taxes. Most likely I will bring them home with me for Easter to have my dad give them a look over before I submit them, as I haven't done them on my own since I moved here. (I was a wiz at the RI tax forms, most likely because if you get a refund it ends with a :) - no lie, yet another reason why RI rocks my socks)
To buying books.
Tums and Orange Juice are all one needs to get over a cold.


The weather was begging for me to take a stroll down to the square for lunch, as Mother Nature totally knew I had been in back to back meetings from 9 -1. So I managed to coerced a coworker of mine from another department to go with me to Pinocchio's. There I get the 2 for $4.15 (plus tax) lunch deal. I went with two Sicilian style cheese slices, the extra thick crust is just drool inducing...If you are in the area and have never been - GO. The place looks like such a hole in the wall, and it kind of is, but the pizza has never disappointed me. The crust is flaky yet soft yet delish...





Tonight Britney Spears is singing - ok performing - at TD BankNorth Garden, I do wish I was there to see it. I didn't realize I was such a fan until JazzFunk. She may make some interesting life decisions, but she makes music that makes you want to move!

I may have gotten injured while doing laundry yesterday. I am dead serious.
Heathers is one of my all time favorite movies.
Previously I mentioned that I went to a casting call for a runway show. It was so not what I was expecting. In college I was in the Black and Gold Show run by the Black Student Union. Super fun times. Those auditions required you to walk down a catwalk and show off your movement to some great music.
I think I may have just stumbled upon my downfall.
I can testify that this place makes good stuff. A couple of friends of mine graciously brought a sampling of KickAss Cupcakes's cupcakes to my birthday party this past year. They were TASTY. I cannot wait to get the fried version.
I went to trivia last night. This is only the second time I have ever gone, but the first time I have been on a team small enough to compete. We took third which came with a prize. And what a prize it was.

This will be my third St Patrick's Day here in Boston. It will be my first spent in Southie. This is long overdo and I cannot wait to head down for the parade and general festivities. Events are planned to start around 11 am, much later than my 7 am Kegs and Eggs days in college - but a very decent start nonetheless. :)"We're not going to let drunken idiots get in the way of people just enjoying their family time."
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"Just having [police] presence here will keep them from drinking in public," he said. "They won't walk down the street holding those paper cups."
Thanks to my impulse to click I "found" a new album by K-OS. I opened up the site and let the music play. Honestly, I think it may have been on loop for well over an hour and it didn't get old. In fact, the only reason I switched to Pandora was because I felt maybe someone else in the office could hear it and they were getting irritated with the repeating