Once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.

First day at work went very well. There is a Dunkin Donuts in walking distance, so at least I can get some walking in every day. 'Tis like a 15-minute walk round trip. The office is kind of a disaster, though--old files and boxes and crap everywhere. Once I get settled in, that shall be my first project. And then I will try redesigning the boss's letterhead. And his letters in general. I'll never understand where some people get their graphic design ideas. I mean I'm no graphic designer; my skills are in typography, but holy hell. Sending letters out typed in Courier New?! Pleeeeeeease!!


But I figure I should wait until the boss is more comfortable with me around before I go insulting his letter design. 


Little Sis told me they're doing the D.A.R.E. program in her school, in health class. Do y'all remember Dare? The most pointless class there ever was, in my opinion. They should just show all ten year olds Requiem For A Dream. They'll never do drugs after that. And Little Sis said Officer Kirk is still doing the Dare program. He must be pretty old now, but fair play to him for still trying to teach a bunch of upper-middle class brats that their parents' cocaine habits are in fact a bad idea. 


And according to Little Sis, Officer Kirk no longer brings the Briefcase to Dare classes. I suspect that this is my fault. Sophomore year in high school, Officer Kirk and his partner came to talk to us about the wrongness of drugs. And they brought a briefcase with them. A briefcase filled with drug samples, so we could all get an idea of the things in life we should be avoiding. 

[Forgive the ridiculously bad art skills. I never claimed to be good at art.]


Seriously, what were the Dare officers thinking!? I guess a lot of the kids were like, "oh wow look at all those drugs--I'm glad I know what they look like now so I can avoid them." But come on. I couldn't have been the only one that started drooling.

My first thoughts--I NEED that briefcase.


I tried. I had a friend create a diversion while I attempted a grab-and-run. It might have worked if there had been only one police officer, but I'm pretty sure Officer Kirk was on to me. 


Little Sis said they no longer use the briefcase. 


I had a semi-successful Friday night, as far as eating. I had a little more than I would have liked, but I did NOT sneak downstairs in the dead of night to devour everything in the pantry. Baby steps, right? Went on a dinner date with Mum (oh the exciting social life I lead!), and wore a cute new outfit:

The leggings are sparkly, and the shoes have leg warmer type things attached to them (also sparkly). I just bought a bunch a short skirts to wear with leggings. I like this look. Might go to Kohl's today and get more skirts. And more leggings. I want more sparkly ones. 


I think I'm finally current on all your blogs. Commenters get first priority, so if I missed yours come and yell at me! 


Tracy, thanks for the lovely comments! You are such a sweetheart. Move in with me? You REALLY need your own blog, so I can comment on it. I was thinking of making you an authorized poster on mine. What say you?


Misschickabee--blogger won't let me look at your blog, if you have one! Thanks for your wonderful comments. ;) You're a doll!


Well I'm off to work out and re-read Harry Potter #3 for the seventh time. Have a lovely weekend girlies! Hopefully will get my second vlog up soon. I'm waiting for the house to empty of its other occupants, as there's a very good chance I could get committed if I'm caught doing what I plan on doing....