Ok, so not to be racist or anything, but WHY DO RANDOM MARRIED EAST INDIAN MEN KEEP IM'ING ME? Do I look like I need to be a mistress or something? I'm so irritated about it. There have been 5 of them now. 5 married East Indian men who have approached me for sex on Yahoo! OH MY GOD. I think this is not the way to go. I think it's time to pull the profile.

I'm going to start showing you some of the awesome cd's I recieved from CDX 2004. I'm going to start with The Man From Zeno (from now on MFZ because the other is really too long to type, he is also formerly known as Astrofiend). {I have to give MFZ his props here. I have forgotten to give him credit for several songs I used on my entry this year. He went beyond the call of duty to get those songs to me, and then he even gave me some new music by artists I didn't know just for fun. I think partay mix may not be enough of a thank you.} MFZ is really the work to strive for, I think. He has an eye that just can't be beat, and his ability to take a theme and run with it is unmatched. His entry this year, Sonic Bliss, is no exception. I love the cover, the three dudes from the 60's with that transistor radio are to die for. The back cover includes the playlist, with said radio in the back ground. The cd features such bands as The Pixies, Guided By Voices, The Hives, Sugar, Modest Mouse, Man... Or Astro-man? to name a few. Check out the playlist... Incredible isn't it. But, personally, the best part of this cd, I think is the cd label.

So this morning was like just about every other morning. I got up, walked Daisy and made sure I had everything I needed for work. I then packed everything up and went to go work out. I had an excellent workout. I was going really fast, I had my eighty's blend volume three going on my ipod, and I got to watch the skull cap boy working out just steps from me. I really couldn't ask for more. Then I took my shower, dried my hair... and realized the unthinkable. I forgot my bra. I know, I know! HORROR! How did this happen? Where were my workout gods this morning? Why didn't Daisy tell me before I left the house? WHY don't I have an entire spare outfit in the trunk of my car for just such emergencys? Lucky for me I couldn't decide between a full slip and a camisole under my cream sweater so I brought both. At least it could have been worse. I could only have one of the two. So now, I'm reduced to either walking around all day without a bra, just hanging in the wind, taking an extra long lunch and buying a bra at the mall, or taking 1.5 hours to run home to put one on and run back. The second and the third options require me to lose my good parking space, and run the risk of not being able to park when I get back. I think I'm going to just stick around my desk and not worry about it. Hell, I rarely talk to anyone anyway. It just feels really weird. I've been wearing a bra for 23 years. I don't ever remember going out without one... I've never EVER gone bra-less to work. You know, I think the only bad thing about this is that I'm not looking to date anyone at work. If I was, this could have been a REALLY good thing.