Doin' the family thing

Today is the start of three glorious days off for me, three days that could hold a wealth of excitement, joy and sexual encounters. Sadly, my family is in town, and it is my duty to show them the sights. Today we are taking my niece and nephew to a theme park, a place where I have about as much chance of meeting someone as I do of becoming a Hilton sister. Oh well. It's not that I'm complaining about my family. They're cool. It's just, well, I'm a selfish bitch. If I have time off, I would really love to spend it with margarita in hand.

Last night at work, I managed to spend the whole night thinking about the mutant midget whom I have come to adore. Do they call it a crush because that is what it does to you? I have ceased being an intelligent person: I have morphed into this person who is sort of on auto pilot as all of my thoughts are pretty much consumed by this person. In essence, my entire being has been "crushed" by the cute laugh of this person. I have heard from a reliable source (a friend of his who is actually not much of a friend) that he is planning on asking me out. I am, on advice from a friend of mine, "playing it cool" until that time. I don't really know what "playing it cool" means, but hell, I'm ready to give it a try. Shameless, unabashed flirting hasn't really done the trick so far.

Oh well. I should probably go as Designing Women will be on shortly and I should take a shower to get ready for my trip. Tonight I shall conquer my digital camera in order to spice this thing up a bit. Look forward to it, readers!

Later.