M@DISON R@E...
Italian Playa!!
(2006-03-05, 11:14 a.m.)
So two weeks ago I worked with this Italian guy. We had a great day and when he dropped me off at my car he tried to kiss me. I pulled away and told him I don't end my days by kissing my sales reps.

But when i got in the car I was giggling. It felt good to be kissed.

He's text messaged me a few times and called. We had made plans to go to an account with mutual friends.

So Friday I went, with Linz and Tony. I was late, and rocked already. We had been over Tony's before having wine and birthday cake.

Italian was there with two other guys. We hung out for a bit when the other two guys left. Italian had his arm around me and touching my leg every now and then. I was tipsy, and considering my options when I was saved from myself.

This girl who works at a restaurant walked in. Italian had invited her. She sat down next to me. I guess he had called her when I was late. He thought I wasn't coming. It was his plan B.

Tony, Linz and I were in our own little world but I could hear Italian flirting with the girl. It was disgusting. Crude. And if he had talked to me like that I would have slapped him. But she was digging it.

About midnight we were saying our goodbyes. Italian pulled me aside and asked what I was doing Saturday night. If he could take me out.

Gross.

I told him no, twice. And left.

Dodge an embarrassing bullet.

I passed out over Tony's and woke up with the worst hang over.

Yesterday was fun. I picked up Lil and we made cookies and a photo album of all the photos from the zoo.

Last night JK and I had dinner and watched movies. Wild and crazy girls we are. At the restaurant we went to, the manager came up to me and said he saw me at the Hockey game last Wednesday. Same world. First hockey game all year and people spotted me!!

Tonight I'm heading to Butter's in the Valley. I have to worked in the Valley tomorrow and don't want to drive two hours in traffic early in the morning. So, Butter and I will watch the Oscar's.

So what's the problem with Butter? He fucks like a porn star. To put it bluntly. Really fast. It is not intimate. I thought it would get better (I dated him for 4 months last year) but it never did.

But we re-united as friends. No pressure. (yeah right).

And that's that. Work will be crazy this week. I have a wine maker in town. We are hitting all four of my markets in four days. That's lots of driving. GGGrrrr...

Boss and I are getting along right now. Let's see how long that will last.

Ha!