It’s January. In the midwest. And it’s POURING RAIN. There are flood warnings here, tornado warnings to the south. What the hell? Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad it’s not snow, but come on! This is craziness!

Oh hells yeah — I just logged into my course and found this note from my instructor: “What an excellent job in your initial DB activity as clearly you met and exceeded expectations. I would like to encourage you to participate more with your peers as you have a great deal to offer the group.” Boo-yah! Now I just have to read my chapter and finish the team assignment I said I’d have in tonight.

I took a Lean Cuisine to work today — it was a new one for me, one of their bowls with cheese-stuffed rigatoni and veggies — and it was delish. Only 4 WW points too. Of course I was starving when I got home, as evidenced by the speed with which I stuffed in my LC pizza … and it actually seemed to taste good!

The Diva posted about “maintenance men” (a term that is new to me) aka fuck buddies. She just ended a relationship and was pondering taking this tactic but decided it wasn’t for her. I posted my 2 cents which, with experience, is just say no. And who did I get an e-mail from today? Limo Guy. Oh. My. Gawd. Talk about someone who can’t take a hint. “Are we gonna hook up again or just call it quits?” Holy shit. I can’t believe I even had to respond to that considering that I haven’t seen him in FIVE MONTHS … and if his offer of paying me for sex didn’t lure me back, I don’t know what would. So yeah, I sent him an e-mail that no, we are going to hook up again. Boys. Pffft.

Speaking of my irresistible charms, Watchdog and I were talking about something today and I mentioned that I am quite charming when tipsy. He then suggested I open a charm school, to spread myknowledge to the next generation … so I came up with quite possibly the greatest name ever: Miss Monique’s Fucking Klassy Charm School. Anyone wanna help me teach?! LOL