Wow, am I bad at keeping up with this. Let's see...uneventful week last week. Dale Carnegie on Wednesday - last day next week! Kendall's surprise 30th bday at Red Maple - drunken mess. Fun, but I paid the price on Saturday. Slept until 3 (or until I felt human again) then laid low the rest of the day. Sunday was chill as well, worked on Cafe Gourmet (wish those bastards would get back to me) and then on my sales preso. Tried SNAFU - it sucked AGAIN. Came home, chilled out, went to bed. Pretty much an uneventful weekend.

So try as I may, I can't seem to get Andrew out of my head. Just heard from Justin that the weekend was a blast, so I have to say I'm pretty jealous. Other than a couple little texts on Friday, no contact with him whatsoever. Which basically tells me that he must not be interested in hanging out, so I really should just get over it. Trouble is I'm still in the obsessing phase - I hate that phase since I almost always look back and want to kick myself over it - but I am definitely on my way out. He is not a good idea anyways - he's not done being single and the women will never be done pursuing him. So, I move forward. Looking but not looking. Hoping but hopeless. God would I just like the opportunity to kiss him again - properly, fully, and indulgingly.

Busy week. Dinner with Kendall, Dani, Plip and Plop tonight. Sales preso tomorrow. Dinner with Dad on Thursday. Dinner with Dani on Friday. Super Bowl party on Sunday at Steve's? Maybe not such a good idea. We shall see...