hollybrooke | (no subject)

Exchanged presents with Dan. Met Becky. Mike was right. It's hard and unfair to make much of a judgment on her within five minutes, but here's what I gathered: shy, quiet, not much personality, and one limp-ass handshake.

Dan expected me to deal with bringing her to a WWE SmackDown taping?! Hoo boy, he makes me laugh sometimes. She probably would NOT have enjoyed herself. Good thing I backed out of that. But something I want to get off of my chest...okay, if I were Dan, I wouldn't have made a remark about "if I could help you pay for school this semester, I would" or I wouldn't have really asked me if I needed a drink from the Dollar Store in front of Becky. (The thing about helping pay for this semester...I don't know if he was just talking out of his ass or what.)

My Christmas present from Dan was kinda lame. I got a Snow White ballerina doll that might have cost him all of $5 from the Disney store. I wasn't expecting much of anything, but just the fact that it was one of those Disney princess knock-off Barbie dolls kind of pissed me off. I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm 23 years old, for chrissakes. Sure, I have one of those My Scene Barbie dolls, but that was a gag gift. (I got one last Christmas after Lori remarked that the Chelsea doll looked a lot like me. That was back when I had longer, red hair.) I got him the collector's edition Garfield Monopoly game. Normally, I would have had to shell out forty bucks for that sucker, but it got clearanced out at work to half price, then I got my 25% employee discount.