Alice hates ...

Hello, Saturday morning.

It's me, Alice. I hope you're having a lovely time.

I'm headed to a spring training game in a little bit. It should be fun. Then I have to head home to change for a post-wedding mixer. (Cute casual, like Tempe, not Scottsdale).

I'm done being pissed about work, I think. As a matter of fact, I played hooky on Friday to improve my mood. And I use "played hooky" loosely, because I warned everyone ahead of time, made sure all my work was finished in advance, and still went in for a bit to finish the checks. What can I say, I'm a push over. If I'd really wanted to stick it to them, I'd have just called in sick that morning. But I can't do that.

Anyway. Que pasandola? Saw TMNT last night, at the drive-in. It was fun, but I think I was over thinking it too much (who, me?) I was getting annoyed with the fact that Rafael has an accent and none of the rest of them do. Well, in retrospect, I guess Mikey has a californian accent, and that's even stranger... Oh well. Fun, though.

The rest of the night went well, too. All I can say is, Park Rangers. Oh yeah.

I got a speeding ticket on Thursday night and hit a parking meter in reverse yesterday.

The new Modest Mouse is rock tits. And Matt just left his iTunes on Shuffle, and Here Comes Santa Claus just came up. :D


Goodbye