The Pink Shoe Diaries

so i came into work this morning, and as usual sat down to read and reply to the 20 or so emails i usually have sitting in my mailbox each morning. i emailed danielle first since we had dinner last night and i wanted to reiterate how fun it was. so i expanded on my htoughts of Tiki Palace in this email, as well as my thoughst on Fahrenheit 911, my new Bette Midler CD and the fact that O have a dunburn from tanning yesterday. And then i sent the email. Weirdly, I never heard a response back so I decided to review my "sent" mail to see if i had sent it to diana instead of danielle by accident and lo and behold i see why i got no response. i didn't send it to danielle. i sent it to michael, the president of my company.


fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck ( a la bridget jones)


so now that michael knows that i sing along to the Midler song "Friends" in my car and that I hate Tiki Palace's pork fried rice I'm sure we'll be best friends from now on.