so i'm standing there trying to copy a picture for my cousin's birthday gift and who should magically appear? none other than trouble. i swear, he pops up everywhere. he moves two hours away and he's still popping up all over the place. it was nice to see him for once actually sober. me not him, he was buzzed off some margaritas. it's impossible to have a casual conversation with someone once you've seen them naked. or once you've drunk dialed them a few too many nights.

i tried my best to find a picture of my cousin, my sister, and myself when we were all little, but apparently such a picture does not exist. so i found one of her, her two brothers, and my mom that hopefully will work. i know how she is, and something tells me that picture will never see the light of day once i give it to her. i found a cute one of me and my sister when we were little, playing in some leaves, to give to her. my love of autumn developed at an early age. as did my love of the color blue it seems. when i first found it i got a little teary eyed over it.

tonight is dinner with the work girls to celebrate D's birthday. every time we go out i find myself blown away by some huge piece of work related gossip. i go to work, keep to myself, do my own thing, and leave. so when it comes to knowing what's going on i usually don't. then there's one night a month when we meet up and i'm left...

speechless.
chocking from laughter.
jaw-dropped.

over something they tell me. then on the drive home i usually think to myself...

i can't believe i work with these people.
i'm glad i keep to myself, keep my head down, and mind my own business.