*Giggle*

This cracks me up everytime I watch it!

I am having a really great week! Well, I know the actual week has only just started but I mean approximately the last seven or so days... Or five at least, I can't really remember what I did before that. *grimace* Anyhow! Wednesday was the wonderful start to the afore mentioned week. Practice was amazing. The weather was warm (relatively of course) and I was kicking some serious butt for the first time in six weeks. My knight told me I was pretty much not a girl when it came to fighting, which sounds odd, but is his weird way of complimenting me (I think). Then I went to Applebees with a few of the guys and talked random bs until midight. It was such fun to simply be silly and flirtatious for no reason at all.

Thursday and Friday were a simply average interlude in my week of awesomeness. I did see Ghost Rider with Eric. It was alright... The acting was below par and the plot was a little base, but it was still worth seeing I guess.

Saturday was very enjoyable including a lots of giggles with co-workers all day long. I get more exercise at work simply laughing then I do the whole rest of the week I think. Lots of giggle-ability (say that 10 times fast, it tickles your tongue). Then came the Reverse Raffle that I helped run. I was looking sharp in my awesome hat (which several people offered to buy) and sold a ton of tickets! Drank some wine, flirted with some guys, networked with some colleagues, and walked my feet raw in shoes that apparently do not fit me very well. They are covered in blisters and bleed randomly now and then. I didn't win the 2,000 dollars like I was supposed to... but oh well. It was for an amazingly good cause, and I had a lot of fun. Including avoiding the maintenance guy who was stalking me all night. At first I was politely making conversation but by the end of it I had to actively avoid him!

Which leads me to my next topic of thought... I have no clue how to flirt anymore. I can easily flirt with those in the foam fighting community. That is a cinch! But when it comes to normal, everyday guys, (the kind of guys I should be dating), I get shy and uncomfortable. I can never tell if they are worth dating. I can never tell if they are into me. And even if they did ask me out, (or vice versa), I would have no means by which to get to the date... I feel terribly pathetic at times! Ah well, perhaps tis for the best. When the sweeper comes, I shall be swept regardless, I am sure. ((That sentence makes me giggle.))

Huggles!
~me