So here I am...

OMG, I can't believe I am here!! The pressure is on like an unopened bottle of Rock Creek Peach soda. Now I know what it feels like. Caitlin, your day has come. You finally get to lay eyes on my INSANITY. This is my first "real " blog. I mean, I have myspace, but no one really reads it. So what makes me think anyone will read this one? Well, I know one thing, someone better after all I went through to get this account up and running.
So anyway, I just got a little side tracked here because I just got off the phone with Calvin AND I have to pee. Today is a sad day here at the box office, I say this because we no longer have access to Myspace or Facebook. Just when I was getting into this flair sh!t. What have they turned me into? It's so addictive!! Well, what now? I guess I have to blog about my observations from where I sit.
Hold on tight, when I get inspired I will break Norbit down and shed some light on the deeper message. I'm such a softy, lol.
I still have to pee and my feet and hands are getting cold.
The vultures are on me hard (Zac and Caitlin) so I have to hurry up and finish this.
The Museum of Crime & Punishment is open now and I noticed an employee in a bright orange jumpsuit wiping down the windows. Interesting, but I don't know how I feel about that right now. I mean, DC Jail inmates who don't have family to pick them up go home in Blue uniforms and while they are incarrcerated some wear Orange colored uniforms.
I can't wait to go in and see what its all about. That's my area of interest. Oh, yeah all my holds are clear and I finally get to pick my degree up. About damn time! After 5 years of snow, sleet, ice, rain, shine and code red alerts, I am the first to graduate from college (on my mother's side) on my dad's side I think I am like the third or fourth.
I've been a little more active in putting applications out there. I realized I am stopping me from doing better. I know I don't want to stay where I am forever. I want better, so i know I have to do better.
Calvin is at Cornelius' body shop picking up the car, I hope now that the scratches and the dents are out it can stay that way for a while. Yay! I have a ride home tonight, I hope he isn't late picking me up.
Here comes a man in a dark blue suit and royal blue tie, he's picking up tickets for tonight and LAH just handed them to him, what's so interesting about that...well hell if I know. I was asked to write something and that's what I am doing.
So this lady just called me and she asked if the Screwtape Letters still running, I said, "No, it has ended" * Long pause* Maybe she didn't hear me, but she heard when I answered the phone, right? What's wrong with people? Why are people so picky about where they sit? I mean, it's not like its a car or a home they are purchasing. You sit there between 90 mintes-3hours tops. People, they are only seats! Well, I'm sure its more than that to them but anyway.
Ok, they are back, i have to go. I am experiencing Dejavu here :O)