Wednesday, March 7th Usually I am a very serious person... At work, I mean. And I am rarely hanging out on ICQ or AIM for people to drop in and chat, except on the occasion that I'm around on weekends. I USED to chat online a LOT, but at some point, I slammed on the brakes and put some discipline back into things. In fact, I remember exactly when I did that -- May 2000.
![]() On the other hand, if my friends specifically REQUEST a chat session... I'm there! There is a huge difference between hanging around online and responding to random ramblings versus talking with someone who is going to take the time to focus on the conversation. But that's just me. Call me high maintenance. I call it -- one VERY busy yet VERY efficient woman.
The website, service, or product displayed here is used and/or endorsed by Yours Truly. But about Jun... So this morning, I get an email from Jun entitled, "working late". In the body of the message he wrote "Get on aim. I'd like to talk to you." I was like, YESSSIRRRR, and hopped online asap. Gotta love those men with an attitude. So we chatted for a bit about everything under the sun, work, love life, etc. I haven't chatted with him in awhile. Jun is a very good-looking guy, and smart and articulate to boot. I can see why he always has tons of women chasing him around wherever he is, but this one woman he was telling me about reminded me too much of the psycho *bleep* that he used to entertain when he was living in Taipei. I really didn't want to hear it again. I love my friends and always, always make myself available if they ever need to talk, but what I WON'T do is listen to the same BS twice over. Today was no exception:
Me: "DUMP HER *bleep!*"
I've really got to stop doing that... It's SO unbecoming of
The website, service, or product displayed here is used and/or endorsed by Yours Truly. Too busy to talk about it... Am heading out early this evening to check out YO-YO MA with Joann. Therefore, I was working like a MAD DOG today. Will have to babble more tomorrow. Had lunch with Ginny and Tommy at the Hyatt and I got to eat a Ceasar's Salad. Yyyyyyummy! Tommy had to call Frank briefly to ask him a very important question about facials. The rest I'll leave up to one's creative imagination... wink wink. Note the last photo below. Clearly, Tommy did not read my lesson on photography. Here we go looking all short again... sigh.
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