i'm never home...
...but when i am home.. i usually hear interesting things.
today, my mom informed me that she and my brother were trying to figure out the number of guys i've dated.
lovely. i'm beginning to think everyone else cares more about my relationships than i actually do. hahaha.. especially people at work? i don't get it. i don't want to talk about my relationships at work... i'd become one of "those people" that has nothing else going on in his/her life. yeah.. there's beauty in secrets. plus.. it ensures i don't have random people asking me about the age of the guys i'm seeing. gosh.. i hated that.
oh. yeah. if you're really that interested (i'm not even interested...) she and my bro counted.. well. i'm not gonna say. but, momma-b was very shocked nonetheless.
she was more shocked when i told her that she was not quite close.
thus.. she decided that i would list all the guys for her. i declined.. but i do love her. and i'm glad to know that when they can no longer talk about sophie, they can always talk about my "ways".
sophie:
well. that does it. time to get the heck outta here for the eve!
smoochies (with an old photo):
--meg
ps: work probably not happening tomorrow. hangover forecasted.
pps: i just read this entry and realized that i sound very drunk in it.