Hmm...it's raining like a bastard. Went to the Fiat Lux, walked over to Hilgard, got on a Big (steamy!) Blue Bus down to Westwood, with the intention of going to the Gap. Gap closed, I ventured on to Ann Taylor, only to blow almost $40 at Victoria's Secret on 5 new pairs of underwaer and cute, light blue boy shorts with a poodle and "Ooh la la!" on them. Haha, I do believe I tricked the salesgirls into believing I had some semblance of an audience for all this undergarmentage. Poor little me...

Went with Michael to get his hair cut and highlighted (at Ali, of course), and went with Ali to get a Valentine's card for his girlfriend at Aaahs! It was funny b/c he'd forgotten his glasses and I had to read all these lovey-dovey cards to him, a fifty year old man, in the middle of Aaahs!...haha, a little bit Tuesdays With Morrie and a little bit Lolita, I'm sure.

Guess what, everyone? Megan has a quasi-date (real date, who knows?) for Valentine's Day! And nope, it's not with the Masked Valentine who left the rose on my door on Monday (identity as yet undiscovered)...it's Patrick. Good times will be had by all. Well, most, hopefully...

Ooh...first day of work at Starbucks tomorrow! Nervous? Yeah, a bit...but why bother? All these other idiots can make coffee, and I'm not just any idiot! Haha...must update as to status of idiocy, if change becomes apparent when I scald myself with molten espresso. Wish me luck!