Kristabella | August 28, 2007
I was going to write something very interesting and profound this evening. You know like a whole fucking post about a guy who winks at me that I have a crush on. Or about my cats. Or about George Wendt and beans. Because that is good shit right there. But you know what? It’s fucking […]
Kristabella | August 26, 2007
But I said no, no, no. Seriously, it seems like last week was one big blur. With a ton of stuff happening. And the only way to fill you in on everything is, yep, you guessed it, BULLETS! First and foremost, since I’m sure you are all wondering how the “diet” went this week. (It’s […]
Kristabella | August 22, 2007
I love how every time I’ve ever gone to a sales conference, especially lately with the new company, I always say that I’m not going to drink. And I’m going to bring my workout gear. And I’m just going to relax. And then I’m always surprised when that never happens. This week’s conference was the […]
Kristabella | August 21, 2007
Oh, hai, internet. Oh how I’ve missed you so. I swear, these conferences make me feel so out of touch with the world. And that is just not good. Paris could end up in jail again. Lindsay could actually stay in rehab. The world doesn’t stop moving because I’m at a conference. But it should! […]
Kristabella | August 19, 2007
I had a whole fucking post typed and it fucking disappeared. I’m quite pissed off about it. Can you tell? I don’t even remember what I wrote. But I’m about to take this fucking laptop and shove it where the sun don’t shine, preferably to someone who works at the damn Marriott because I blame […]
