In the interests of proving I do have a life beyond bitching about work and bitching about politics

This week (or at least the parts of this week that didn't suck) can pretty much be summed up by the food I ate.

Monday night christine9600 and thegreyman ordered me over to their place and we stuffed ourselves full of Papa John's. Christine and I made Thomas watch Law and Order and boy did he whine. Poor baby. :P

Tuesday night was Ladies' Night at RuSan's and la_poubelle, her roommate Emily, and I stuffed ourselves full of sushi. Then we discussed how it sucks that we only found out about Ladies' Night just as la_poubelle is about to move. :( There was a funny moment where Emily and I were exchanging numbers and talking about now that la_poubelle is leaving, everyone's asking Emily for her number because la_poubelle won't be here to play social director.

Wednesday night blueingenue was in town for One! Night! Only! so she, I, vernard, zorathenne, and thegray met up at Blue Moon Pizza for all the pizza and wings we could handle. It was terrific seeing blueingenue and we agreed that this exchange had to be posted:

blueingenue: That reminds me, I still need to get Sex, Lies, and Videotape on DVD.
kellinator: I've never seen that, how is it?
blueingenue: Creepy, yet strangely erotic.
kellinator: Like James Spader?
blueingenue: Yes, he's in it.
kellinator: He is?
blueingenue: Yeah....wait, you didn't know he was in it?
kellinator: Nope.

Then we laughed like loons and agreed that we needed to blog it. Apparently James Spader is the textbook definition of "creepy, yet strangely erotic."

Thursday night I got to go to alanator's new house and see him and Geena (his doggie). The house is adorable! It's even got a pond with a fountain. Congratulations, alanator! alanator made cheeseburgers and I introduced him to Without a Trace. We had the TV on CSI while we were waiting for Without a Trace to come on and he bitched at me because it was grossing him out. I've just never gotten into that show.

And tonight, margaritas. I have eaten out entirely too much this week. Bad Kelly. But I got to see a bunch of my friends, so not so bad.

This hurts me more than it hurts you.

Lately I've been contemplating tough love.

[Poll #388053]

Quite honestly, if you knew me two or three years ago, I don't understand why you didn't kill me or at least stop speaking to me. I needed some tough love. (And I did get some of it, for which I am grateful.)

Our impulse may be to give *hugs*, but it's not always what works. A few months ago, I was having a periodic freak-out when one of my co-workers said something I thought was really cold. At the time I was pissed. But you know, she had a point. And I think it helped me get to a much better place. I need to thank her for that sometime.

So... yeah. There are some people that I want to give some tough love to. Not because I don't care about them, but because I do. Very much. But I'm not good at this sort of stuff so I guess I'll just passively-aggressively put up a poll about it.

I'm rambling.