Good evening, ladies! I'm just sitting here in my cubicle, drinking some of that Cambell's Soup At Hand. It's what I've been living on lately. That, and microwave popcorn.

Either way, I'm doing something right--every time I weigh myself, I'm down a lb or more! I'm glad it's coming off so fast, but I sort of wish it wasn't, because I'm afraid that I won't be able to maintain it. I'm also feeling much more confident, which I think shows.
Not much has been happening. Top-Secret Work Boy and I were supposed to do something on Saturday, but he didn't call me until 8 and I was already out shopping with my best friend, Brandi. We actually had a great time, so I didn't mind TSWB not calling.. I wasn't going to call him (because I don't think he's that into me), but I'm weak and called him tonight. But I didn't let him get away with his bad behavior. I told him that I was getting the impression that he's not that into me and that I won't tolerate boys not calling when they're supposed to. He says he's totally in to me, and that he worked 87 hours last week, so I let it slide this time. He actually brought up what's going to happen when he leaves (which could be as early as Saturday) and how we're going to try to make this work. He was very nice and I was totally impressed, I just hope he's not just saying what he thinks I want to hear. I've read "He's Just Not That Into You" and I'm trying to implement the standards the authors encourage you to expect boys to live up to. I'm not quite there yet, but I think I'm making great progress.
Anyway, that's about all that's been going on lately for me. I worked a 12-hour shift last night that was so boring it was almost lethal. Tonight, I'm back to 10-hour shifts (at least until Saturday, which will be a 12-hour night). I can't believe that I'm going to have to do this until almost May. Yuck.
Belle--I don't think you're lame--I'd love to go see Duran Duran. Hope you have fun, and be careful!
Kieriekins--I've never been to the race track, but I know exactly what you mean about that feeling of desperation. It's all a little bit sad.
OK, sugarplums, I gotta get some more work done. I'll try to pop in again tomorrow night.
