March 24th

The day I was supposed to get married came and went. Otherwise known as the day I almost screwed up my life. Whew! That would have been bad! Anyways, I ended up doing my taxes and running alot of errands that day. Funny how life works out. My Sunday was much more eventful. I was with great company and had an awesome day.

Hotlanta

Where the playa's play. Sorry, had to get my gangsta rap on. Anyways, on the flight back from Philly I had to make a connection in Altanta. Of course the day I leave is the day the snow comes and all flights are delayed. My flight out of Philly should have left at 2:05 but didn't leave until 4:30. That screwed everything up because my connecting flight was taking off at 6:30. I got to Atlanta at 6:25. Argh! Fortunately the guy sitting next to me on the plane was nice enough to make a call to Delta info and finds out the flight is leaving at 6:45 instead. That gave me 20 minutes to haul ass through a very big airport. Of course it took 10 minutes just to get off the plane! Everyone was taking their time, despite the flight attendants telling them to wait for those who had close connections and let them get off first. Nope, no one cared. Anyways I finally get off the plane and run through terminal B, run down the escalator and hop on the airplane subway to terminal A. From there I run up another escalator and approach Terminal A, where my flight is departing from. Of course it's gate 32, at the very end. I'm huffin' and puffin' by the time I get to Gate 12 and start walking. I'm about to give up but the will to catch my flight is strong so I continue running. I finally approach gate 32 to find the doors have closed. The lady at the counter looks at my frazzled face and asks "is this your flight?" I nod yes and she says, "well, you better hurry up!" I can't believe I made it in time!

Buddy the Dog

Oh, he may look sweet and innocent but this pooch has a mean streak. He was pissed off that he had to share his mom with me for a few days. Regardless, I still think he's adorable!

Philadelphia

My trip to Philly was good, except for the cold. It was 11 degrees on Tuesday! Or perhaps it was 20 but with wind felt like 11. End result is just the same. I didn't let the cold stop me though. My friend took me to the Reading Terminal (very cool). Bought some cannolis while I was there and had breakfast at the diner located inside. She also took me to the neighborhood where Temple University is located. Just love how the wind blows the trash everywhere and you have to dodge it. Good times. I was certain that the extremely run down homes in that area were being prepped for some sort of evacuation/bulldozing but no, apparently not. That's just life near Temple. Oh yea, I love how the drivers are always honking for no reason. Seriously, what's the deal with that?

I also checked out the Philadelphia art museum. Well, the outside anyways. I had to do the obligatory run up the steps ala Rocky Balboa. While in the area we wanted to take the trolley downtown but none were coming around. So we stopped this lady to ask and she didn't know. She tells us "it's awful cold to be waiting out here for a trolley, especially while you're eating ice cream." It was a cannoli by the way, does she think I’m nuts? I didn't correct her though.

Chestnut Street is great for shopping. Also liked the Rittenhouse neighborhood. Saw some of the historical sites but seriously, it was too cold to take it all in. I need to go back in the Spring or something.

I love taking layers of clothing on and off. On and off. On and off. You get the idea. Plus the feeling that although you have tights underneath your pants it's so cold you still feel completely naked. Not to mention how the coldness makes you want to pee all the time. I almost felt guilty coming back to southern Cal, where life is so much easier.

New York

Misery Loves Company

What's "typical" when it comes to dating? These are questions I've been asking myself after hanging out with a particular person for about a month now. I've seen him about 3 times and we've emailed and texted each other fairly often. All I know is that while I'm trying to figure it out, support from friends is a nice thing to have. Instead I made the mistake in confiding in someone who is angry and resentful and has chosen to take it out on me, claiming the extent of this relationship was basically texting and therefore insignificant. What does she expect, that I should be married by now? Point is, I don't take this type of behavior lightly. Mean people don't have a place in my life.

Do The Right Thing

My ex's tax info was mistakingly sent to my parent's address a few weeks back. Blame it on the bank, who has had a minor issue when it came to the address change and which accounts it would affect. I won't lie, I debated shredding it many times but ultimately sent it to the fool. If the tables were turned, would he do the same thing? I don't think so. He's just a control freak who's bitter that I've remained friends with a couple people in his life.