What a wierd day

Pete was right...
When I started this blog Pete told me that I would receive messages from people that I hadn't heard from in years. I wasn't so sure it would happen, but thought it would be fun. Checking the comments I saw a name I hadn't seen in years who found me in a round of 'google your old friends.' It's strange because recently I'd been thinking about her and how we stopped being friends over all sorts of stupid high school drama. Sure it was just a blog comment and an email in return but we'll see where this goes.

I don't wanna grow up...
My brother got engaged last week, a friend from high school had a baby a year after her wedding, and today I found out that my oldest friend in the entire world got engaged. Most of the time I think I'm pretty grown up but when this whole marriage and babies thing comes up I feel like I'm 12. I'm ok with it though at least I have Sunita, the closest thing I've had to a boyfriend in years, and my blog.

My boss...
He doesn't understand that journalism is about deadlines. He's out of town and told me he'd have his copy into me by Monday. By the end of Monday still no copy. If I teach him one thing before I leave it's that he needs to have deadlines and follow them. He shouldn't be writing stories on at 2 p.m. on Tuesday when the paper should be in bed by 6 p.m.