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Bold.

Seriously I want to know where (seriously) old men have the audacity to think they can actually ask a beautiful, young aspiring woman on a date?? I mean, maybe I'm totally taking this the wrong way but why take the opportunity to make a comfortable, friendly situation totally and completely awkward? Not to mention permanately establishing yourself as a creepy old man when you could avoid the situation otherwise?

One might ask, what was my response? I absolutely lied and said my boyfriend lives in the city with me. That scared him off and shifted the conversation into a series of "don't tell you boyfriend" and "please forget what I said..." Forget what you said?! Seriously, like that is going to happen. Oh, and did I mention the aforementioned creepy old man is my shuttle bus driver? Yup, I have the potential of seeing him at least once a day.

Update:

So I realized that my sparadic blogging may have left some of you clueless as to (a) what I am doing and (b) where I am doing it.

I took an internship with FINRA (Note: Definition of FINRA: Private Non Profit that is basically the FBI of the NYSE) in their Organizational Training & Development Department in the Human Resources Department. So far, I am thoroughly enjoying being back in the workforce and working with such great people. I think its going to be a fantastic summer! Oh, and did I mention FINRA is located in the greater DC area? Because I chose to live in Virginia, I have a bit of a commute, but I am learning to enjoy my "me" time I get every day on the metro.

I am also looking forward to exploring a new city and also catching up on the summer shows I missed last summer, like SYTYCD and Project Runway!!

Shout out to my favorito lil bro. Congrats on SoCal!!

Here's some shots from his tourney last week:

Current Reading Material:

InStyle
The Economist
Friday-night Knitting Club
The Peacegiver

Reducing my carbon footprint?

I decided to walk to the grocery store today. (Ok, so I didnt have a choice; I moved to Washington D.C. sans cougbnd). At first I was invigorated by this new opportunity-- until I realized maybe I shouldn't have walked to the grocery store on my first time getting groceries. Oh and did I mention hungry because I hadnt eaten all day (noted ... just moved and no groceries). Therefore, I grossly overestimated my capacity for carrying groceries across the street (yet still a few blocks) home. After purchasing my food I realized I had a full cart and only my 2 legs to get me home. Clearly I wasnt considering this fact not only by the amount of groceries, but what I chose to buy including:

1. Milk
2. Silk Chocolate Milk
3. Orange Juice
4. Bolthouse Juice (large)
5. Eggs
6. Individual Watermelon

and the list goes on and on. Woops. Thankfully Miss Anna worked out my arms pretty good last week so they were nice and strong and ready for the 15 min workout to my house. I got plenty of funny looks but at least I learned my lesson and had a great experience on my first day in D.C.

Oh and in case you were wondering, I totally left my grocery saks at home to be shipped to me ... so although I saved the earth from carbon emissions... I used way to many plastic bags :(