watching america's top model reruns.....

blueberry dunkin' donuts coffee, medium, black, is an early morning ritual now.  The girl at the cashier knows me.  I mumble something barely audible but she gives me what i want anyway.  it's 6 in the morning.  give me a break.

when i feel run down at work, i browse through my hawaii pictures....of the north shore, of walls of waves crashing onto the shore dotted by surfers.  cute, friendly surfers.  ;)    pictures of  us cradling those perfect double rainbows, grinning foolishly.  hawaii feels like EONS ago.  has it really only been 2 weeks?

a friend across the coast felt compelled to explain why she can't pick me to be in her wedding party.   i'd really like to, she rushed on, but he only has 2 groomsmen and i need someone local to help with the planning and....  really,  i told her, it's okay.  being a bridesmaid is so overrated.   i've seen the nicest girls turn into bridezilla freaks.....the only good thing about being in a wedding party is the lack of pressure to bring a date.    a dilemma that i'm now stuck with.