I was going to write this last night, but then I went out for pizza with the boys instead...
That has to have been the lamest
Christmas party in the history of ever.
I let Moiraine sparklify me for that? I got all dressed up to stand around not talking to my co-workers? I worried about what exactly?
The one interesting result of the evening was learning that New Chick thinks that guys in their 30s and 40s are hot. Ugh!*
*To all my readers who fall into this category: sorry to disillusion you, old dudes. You may be nice and funny and smart and whatever, but you are just so not my thing... I am sorry to inform you that your desire for me** will go unrequited.
**Of course, unless you are also homeless, you weren't looking at me that way anyways.
I know that you ARE.NOT.TALKING.ABOUT.ME when you talk about guys in their 40's not being hot. Come on...even George Clooney has spent the last ten years trying to emulate me....and being the Buffy fan that you are, you can't even begin to question the "hotness" of Spike and Buffy's other old vamp boyfriend - who are both in their 30's! (Not hot by my view by the way, but seemingly the view of every girl I know who's ever watched the show).