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I like to feel sorry for myself.

I just bought another pair of shoes that I don't need. I bought a pair of somewhat-limited edition Chuck Taylors 2 weeks ago that I still haven't worn, but yet I go out and buy these. They're pretty effing H.O.T., though. It's all Marcy's fault..she called at 10:30 this morning wanting me to go shopping. So we went to Southcenter, and boy do I not miss working in a mall. I do kinda miss the smell, though. She went off, we must have hit 10 stores and she bought a bunch of stuff, but I swore I wouldn't buy anything that I couldn't live without...well, now I can keep on living. My friend Nick always used to say that girls could own 100 pairs of shoes, and 90 of them would be black. It's true...for me, I guess. Marcy's a different story but she works for a shoe company so it makes sense.

If one more person tells me my hair looks "very Ashlee Simpson," I'm going to scream. I'm also going to scream the next time I'm talking to someone about the shit that's going on in my life, and my unhappiness with it all and the changes I want to make, and they look at me with pity and go, "Are you sure it's not just a rut/phase/that time of the month?" I feel like no one's taking me seriously, and I think it has to do with the fact that I very rarely talk about myself or my problems, I usually just always listen to other people. That doesn't really make sense, because you would think that since I never talk about my shit that when I finally do it must be important, but I don't feel like people are taking it that way.

Vegas musings to kill both time and space. Perhaps even the time-space continuum.

Danny says that when I go to trade shows it's more of a vacation than a work trip. Somewhat true, somewhat untrue. People always talk about how the people in my industry are shady, self-absorbed, and fake, and for the most part it's true, but man...I don't know if I'm lucky or what but I have made some great friends and met some amazing people. I look forward to shows for that reason, getting to catch up and spend time with these people, these diamonds in the rough.

People always tend to surprise and fascinate me once they get talking. You find out that they started writing a book or they tutor homeless children on Tuesdays and Thursdays or that they have championship dogs.

I ate Mexican three out of the last four nights. I am slowly becoming a platter of chips and salsa.

Dancing is fun. Dancing in large groups of people is even more fun. Pretending that you're in a Beyonce video or in a go-go cage is even more fun than that. Dancing in 3-inch heels after countless vodka-sodas and a unneccessary shot of tequila is not the best idea in the world.

Everyone I've ever met from Portland I really, really, REALLY like. It must be something in the water there.

I had dinner with my old boss and her new boss...those blondes did wonders for my self-esteem. I think the biggest mistake I constantly make in life is selling myself short. We talked about my job and how I can't really see the forest for the trees...an analogy about an abusive relationship was made which was entirely too accurate. They gave me some great advice and pep-talking and it was a breath of fresh air, a relief, and a total inspiration.

In case you didn't already know, I have the best boyfriend in the world.

So, I have this job (which I'm really starting not to like very much and I could launch into some lengthy diatribe so you could all feel my pain but there's no way I'm going to get Dooced for it), and this job takes me to Vegas 3-4 times a year for these convention things. And for some god-forsaken reason, the convention begins this time around on Valentine's Day. Now, I know Valentine's Day is a Hallmark holiday and all, but I am a girl and also a hopeless romantic and so that shit MEANS something to me, dammit. And the last place I want to be is Vegas, alone, on V-day. So, long story short, Danny TRIED to surprise me by buying a ticket down just for that night so we can spend the evening together, but I accidentally found out today so there goes the surprise. But still, best boyfriend EVER.