On K street, spewing all my personal belongings from my purse onto the street. Scraped up my knees, messed up my pants, stung my hands, flustered myself. However, I suddenly found myself surrounded by three gentlemen picking up my things and helping me stand. I've never before felt like a total klutz and a pretty girl at the same time.
Other topics: play is over. Sad, but awesome. It was challenging and frustrating and fun and tiring and uplifting and lots of other things all at the same time. I miss some of the people, but am generally glad to have the time back. I've since applied for some part time work at the loft. I can't say that I'll actually make money, using the discount and all, but I'll either gain cash or clothes. I like both.
Oh! I bought the tickets for Italy today. Score! Dom and I are going on December 19 for over two weeks. I am so pumped. It's gonna kick ass. In other news, a fun friend with benefits from NYC is coming to visit next month (on my birthday, no less), I got an email from a nice man I haven't heard from in ten years or so (flattering that he looked me up), and I have a date on Saturday with my first redhead. He was a little awkward on the phone, but seems nice., which is so way more important. We'll see if he calms down in person.
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