fearsome things come in small packages

So...remember the showdown I couldn't wait for? It still hasn't happened! She is still avoiding me. She left early yesterday and today before I could speak to her, and I know her secretary told her I was ready and eager to chat whenever she had a minute. ha ha. This is an almost better ego boost than actually saying my piece, she is clearly ashamed and knows I'm waiting to pounce. And you can be assured that I will, I just won't tolerate such egregious treatment. I can't stand it when people refuse to own up to the error of their ways. I'm tickled she is going to such lengths to prolong the inevitable.

I also discovered a pleasant surprise...according to an email I received today, our office gives tuition reimbursement so I am thinking about pursuing a master's or PhD. Cause, y'know, knowledge is power blah blah and quite frankly I miss being a student and I'm not satisfied with just one post-graduate degree. I'd continue working full time because we can only apply for 6 credit hours a semester, but it will be a nice distraction and the end result will be valuable. My sweetie's work does this as well, so we might be geeks together and try to coordinate our schedules. The university area of town has some damn good food, so I'm looking forward to a night class and then a yummy dinner. :) Seriously, I never get tired of asking questions, my thirst for learning is endless.

Don't worry, I'm not turning into a total fuddy-duddy. Time to dust off my hoochie clothes, because I'm going out this weekend. woo hoo! I've been a little lax with fitness lately (gym 2x a week instead of 3, skipped yoga the past 2 weeks) so I hope my jeans still fit. At least I have some bombastic cleavage going courtesy of the nature's miracle that is my cycle. That should distract from my equally bombastic ass. heh. Peace out, homies!