Last night after WYSIWYG, I discovered that men are uncomfortable with jokes/songs/whatever about powerful pussies. Sax is uncomforable with that brand of comedy as well...
Sax: I don't write songs about how great my dick is.
Anyway, so I must be quick because the intern next to me is kind of nosy. She pointed out my hickie to me this morning by asking me if I "have foundation because [my] neck is all red". She didn't know what it was and I wasn't about to tell her cuz I have my rep to protect as Internship Supervisor.
I have to buy a necklace before our event tonight or something.
Still job hunting. Still keeping it gangsta. Nothing more to report until next entry.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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