Richmond Continued

OK I'm sitting beneath Arthur tonight (that would be Mister Ashe-tennis pro extraordinaire)-you know the 8 foot mural in the restaurant next to my hotel-anyway-after the wine I've consumed I feel certian that I will wake up tomorrow morning with a head that's been tapped with his 7 foot tennis racket.
Life in Richmond isn't too bad. Jack the Wonder Kitten is being cared for by The Pirate and for some odd reason I find this strangely comforting. The man has the sweetest smile (great laugh too) and I sense that beneath that Hollywood exterior there lurks the heart of a wonderful human being which is why I've entrusted him with the care of my most precious treasure (sweet Tuna-Breath-Jack).

Yep, am a tad tanked. One of the drawbacks of gastric bypass surgery is that alcohol enters your blood stream much faster. I now get almost blotto on 2 glasses of wine-needless to say I'm feeling mighty, mighty fine. Had the "cedar planked salmon" which was a bit disappointing however I did get to help The Pirate which made me feel good. See since I started "The New Position" I've been feeling rather useless, witless, brainless and rather down. I do know things, just not things that will help me with the new job. So if I can help someone it must mean that I am not a complete and utter brain case. I'm wired to assist, that's what I do. I'm a lifeline so it's rather disconcerting to be in need of one. Right now The Bee Gees are playing on my iPod telling me that they're Paying the Price of Love (nothin sez lovin' like the Brothers Gibb in my book) and I'm inspired to dance-I feel some Parking Lot moves coming on...beware...kick ball change...head flip and all that fun stuff. Don't think the Holiday Inn folks would appreciate my moves in the parking lot but the bus load of senior citizens might join in the fun...tricky indeed!
Moving on....
Yes I strayed... forgive me my stupidity
Bacon called on friday for a possible Booty Call and idiot that I am fell for it until he blew me off and cancelled. I am done with Breakfast Foods-NO MORE! I ask you gentle reader-what is a 30 something woman to do?
Drink heavily is what I came up with too, we must have a mind meld going on here.

I'm down with Bacon damnit! Menfolk are truly lovely to gaze upon...intriguing, witty, colorful but utterly beyond my comprehension (and I just finished a Carl Sagan book so this is some heavy shit we're talking about here).I give up, game over, beam me up Scotty!!!