Please Baby Don't

There is something about Toni Basil's "Mickey" that puts me in a better mood sans Rosemary's Baby yuckness.

A Little Bit Cooler

Today, Steph and I went to the King of Prussia mall for some research analysis. How did I know that this was going to be an amazing trip?

Sign No. 1:
While sitting at a red light at the entrance of the mall, a man asked our cab driver if he knew where the mall was.
Seriously, I thought I was going to die, because there was a huge ass sign that said "KING OF PRUSSIA MALL" right in front of him.

Sign No. 2:
The Hot Topic Bag turned my hand black.

Sign No. 3:
We made fun of the deadly disease called cancer. Obnoxiously, no less. I stated that if I was someone else listening to our conversation, I'd think they were assholes.

Sign No. 4:
Steph stole.

Sign No. 5:
Steph physically manhandled me while waiting to be seated for lunch.

Sign No. 6:
There's still too many to list.

If You Were There, Beware

From dead last to runner-up. This a like a Lifetime Movie moment.

Game On

I swear that every day I get into the elevator at work there is at least one person that gives me a look as if they are trying to figure out if I'm a actual worker or an intern by they way i'm dressed.

I think they pick the latter.