I was pooped last night.  I think I just yelled at Dylan through text.  I had the working gal anger.  You know that type of anger where you just don’t want anyone else to mess with you because every cell in your body had given up functioning and you just need everyone to understand that you’re tired and you can’t take it anymore?  Yeah, I had that and Dylan was surprisingly uncooperative.  Naturally, we kissed and made up… via phone… which technically means he owes me (nyahahaha).

I shopped for new icons today while waiting for the hour to deactivate the office voicemail.  I have shoes, Amy Lee and a lot about being in love.  Even though he’s been such a prick lately, yes, admittedly and unashamedly, I am still in love with him.

Jersey peeps leave on Saturday.  Am so going to miss my macho gwapito cousin Miko.  Will definitely post pictures so you too will fall in love with him.