Fluke

I survived. I stayed sober for freaking sakes. Then again i walked home because my roommates shacked at their respective boys places. whatever. which also means that i texted TV sports guy. so he now has my number... so yeah probably shouldn't have done that. I ran into the running dirk, and witnessed a water fight at sunvilla and went to sleep in the basement watching sportscenter. Whooo! Im wild.

People and the smallest things are annoying me. Indecisiveness is seriously one of my pet peeves. Either you want to eat or you want to go without. You want to go to dinner with some graduating seniors or you want to hang with the boy toy. its that simple. And yes i am peeved that i got ditched again. it sucks being reminded that i only have a teddy bear and a bunk bed to come back to. It kinda hurts when you have to know that you seem undateable.

Leo horoscope for today: you keep visiting a place in your imagination where the future and the past mingle. you may know more about what you said yesterday and what you will look like next year than you do about the present.

Interesting how close those hit.

this might be the end

I just hope i survive. Apparently i caused a tizzy when i came back to the house drunk. Whatever. I am 21. I can legally do it in public. Woop-dee-doo. I just want to sleep. the 8-game home stand finally caught up with me. And i kinda want to possibly have the chance to see sports TV guy. 

Bruised knees, rain in sheets, and 2500 words

I fell again yesterday at the library. I slipped on a puddle of water and skinned my knee through my sweat pants. Today i have a gnarly bruise to match the others on my other knee. I called my mom and told her that i fell again, and she asked me if i was drunk. The sad thing is that every time i fall i am sober. Since last Sunday, i have fallen three times. that's once every three days. I am a certifiable klutz. I have gotten used to it. It comes in waves. Sara recommended that i wear shoes that i won't fall in. The depressing thing is that i have fallen, tripped or somehow bruised myself in every pair of shoes that i own. It would be easy to blame the inanimate object that i put on my feet, but it is all me. God help me.

The rain has died down somewhat, but still coming down, as it is predicted to do so all day. 100% chance of rain. Baseball is probably rained out against MU, yet again this year. 

I was sitting on a bench at walnut and JQH parkway and saw some family friends last night. I also got waved at by an older gentleman i couldn't recognize until he came back around. It was my boss from sports info. He asked me if i still had an office key. Eye roll. It seemed so random.

This also gave me an idea: Top 10 reasons you know you are a true Springfieldian. I don't know if i want to be proud of it.

Klutz and "out of my shell"

I am a klutz. They had described me as quiet and now they are slowly getting to know me better. I was of course running thru the stadium because I forgot to give the visiting team their stats and on my way down the stairs my shoe fell off at the last one. Bam! I am on my knees in front of Dirk, about 20 fans on the other side of the fence, and the head usher guy. I just laughed at myself. I kinda just sat there on my knees thinking what else man, what else? Then again I was also hurrying to leave so i could have margaritas with Sara at Cheddars so...

I guess last night, at game seven of eight in this home stand, Mike officially declared me "out of my shell." Since it was 5th of may, we were handed sombreros to wear. I wore mine most of the game. But one of the many times i was coming up from the elevator, Mike and Josh were walking out of the home radio booth, and my hat slid to the side of my head. Mike just gives me a smirk and that they were just talking about me. Great. Josh tells him that I never shut up. Which is pretty true. Silence kills me. (LOL) I chuckle at the thought and I go on to tell them that Mary found a sticker in my hair that said Made In Mexico. Any way, Mike comes in later in the third inning. I'm talking to one of the various TV sports anchor guys and i still have the sombrero on. Apparently Mike made a Neal Diamond reference on the radio because of the Travs starting pitcher had the last name of Denham. I told him he should have done Den-ham.com joke but he looked at me clueless. The TV guy knew what i was talking about. Mike asked if i was on a sugar high. Josh agreed that I am usually like this in the press box. Mike said that the only person that I talk to in the office is myself. Well, generally that is the only person who listens and sometimes i don't even listen to myself. I have been slowly bonding with the other interns, but its hard when i am in the booth and they are on the concourse and i am there a whole lot longer than they are on game days. At the very end, top of the 9th when i leave to go run stats, a little boy who's buddies all had a sombrero, asked me for mine. All i wanted was a photo with the 'brero going "OLE!"

Petite and described as quiet?

I have always been a solid girl. I think it was more muscle, but i was never really the skinny petite that a lot of my friends were. I also hung around a lot of blonds, but that's here nor there. And i tend to find guys who are a skinny lean attractive. Either its a dominance thing or what I desire in myself. I haven't felt small, well more petite, (I always feel short. I work with men's basketball players.) until last night. I was just standing next to TV sports guy, who has to be over 6-3, and i felt petite. It overwhelmed me a bit. I had to look up at him to make some type of come back at him. I must mention that he was still wearing make-up he uses for on-air stuff. 

Maybe its the big dog in a little dog body mentality. But only a few of my guy friends have ever made me feel petite. They always towered over me, i hung out with athletes in high school, (Go figure, right?), and only one really made me feel like that. I think i have matured a bit in my female thought process. Which slightly scares me, maybe worry is more like it. 

Oh, so apparently I am the quiet one at the Cardinals and Sports Info. I mean I like what I am getting to do, even if doing the stats are going to make me uber nervous tonight, and so therefore i take it serious. Sara and Larrea laughed at the idea of me being quiet. Even TV sports guy denied the idea of me as being described as quiet. Duane and some of the other account executives kinda laughed at the description too, but they see my more laid back style. Mike is very high maintenance so therefore, I don't need to be and take with whatever is thrown my way a little more relaxed. I want so badly to work in an area that is dominated by men, whether at an university or a professional level. I have to be more laid back and they don't necessarily need to tiptoe around me.

bust

THis weekend was a bust. I got nothing done. And next week is going to be hell. I told the double no boy that i flirt with him when i talk to him on aim. And then there is stress of finals week coming up. I have three papers due within five days...and i only have started one. so I think im kinda fucked. We shall see how stuff goes. 

I really want the tattoo now. I almost got it done last night but i went to sleep instead. Im such a wuss. I think if, TV guy asks if Im going out on a friday or weekend, i half way convinced that i will take him up on it. WHy the hell not? I'm not all that fun drunk, but i doubt he will believe me. I am pretty boring... i just wanna sleep.

Two no's and tv guy

I got told no twice. By the same boy. And surprisingly i don't know how i feel about that. I am still talking to him. But I have to ask myself will i keep talking to him later? Summer is pretty long. I will get busy. I will graduate. I will move on...maybe to TV sports guy. That would sure be interesting. If I wasn't in a media relations job, i would go after him. But I like the fact that he keeps flirting with me. Its flattering, but i wonder if its all to get info, ya know? TV Guy gave me his business card for field hockey...He was complaining that he didn't know about football's spring scrimmage. I told him it was on the same release about the start of spring practice that came out the same day that Couzo met the team. So its very easy that it got pushed to the side. He didn't like that answer for some reason. 

Went back to sports information today. I couldn't find anything that he wanted me to find. And he got mad at me. But i think he was mad at himself because he doesn't remember where anything is and he is leaving. That's another thing. I get so many questions about him retiring, and who is going to replace him. I keep telling them that i don't know, since I'm at the cardinals a lot of the time, I am not up on the gossip. I go in to do field hockey. Right now i am OK with that....right?