Saturday, July 21, 2007


Today.Monday.

Start of a new block, both subjects are subjects I dread (yes, even retail proj.).

The whole bunch of us are going down to support Ovidia's new play, Hitting (on) women. And Jean came up with this fantastic idea of throwing (new) panties and flowers at Ovidia as a way to show our 'love'. Haha. Just don't throw bras with metal things. Don't want Ovidia to end up with multiple bruises.

They are becoming like a family to me. Everyone is psychotic in their own funny ways.

Moving on..

will I ever find HER, the ONE everyone talks about? how do you know when someone is THE ONE? A print on her forehead?