Slacker

I'm seriously slacking in my blog. But apparently I still fit into the dork category of people who keep a blog. Dorks rule!

My dog stinks, and I mean that literally, her butt smells, and somehow she made my coat smell, so I go to the movies last night (Proof - good movie, love Jake Gyllenhal) and my coat stinks it up in the theater. I had to put it on the chair in front of me. Needless to say I'm using a different jacket.

Work is good, my evaluation went swimmingly. I love my job actually, which is really a first for me in the working world of grown ups.

Oh, and the only other thing that I have to say that might actually fit in with the tone of my blog is, what's up with old people? I've heard comedians say that when you get older you turn into a little kid, well they weren't lying. I work next door to a hotel, the hotel has all these trips of people b/c it's near town, but cheaper b/c it's not in it. Every damn tour that comes out and is waiting to get on that bus contains a a$$load of old people all wearing nametags, but not just any nametags, these are on lanyards, and say the name of the tour company. Apparently when you're old you need to be reminded of your name.

Good thing I'm not a grownup, but all my friends are - you know who you are.