for work, i call patients.  i call and i ask them if they'd like to schedule appointments.  sometimes i call and the number has been changed.  sometimes i call and i get a wrong number.  today i called, and instead of carmen, i got chris (male). 

me: may i please speak to carmen?
chris: there's no carmen.  this is chris.
me: oh, so there's no carmen ________ there?
chris: no, i'm chris.  would you like to talk to me?
me:   (thinking: i don't get it, why would i talk to you?)  umm... no, i was calling for carmen ________.
chris: this is chris __________ & you sound nice.  don't you want to talk to me?  do you like long walks on the beach?  i'm an aquarius...
me: *click*   

uhhh yeah.  apparently that has never happened at our work before.  luuuuucky me!    hahah...

wow.  sorry xanga!  i hadn't really realized how long it's been since i've been here.  but, since i'm here, i'll throw up a few pictures (in no order at all!) & hope to win some eprops!    (if you've already seen these pix on fb, you can skip this entry, unless you want the narrative)

since feb, i've been working, both at work and helping a few special friends get their weddings together...
        

there was joan's birthday (w/ her cute new short haircut).  willy is crazy at rock band w/ his Britney mic...
   

and my sisters seem to think that they ARE america's next top models.  i don't have any interesting captions... the photos speak for themselves...
   

   

     

after Stacey & Daniel's wedding i was off to Boston/NY for a week of relaxing (although it's not so relaxing when your boss is assigning work for you to do on your trip 2 hrs before your flight leaves & is calling you during the trip... but that's another story).  despite that, i had a good trip.  it was exactly what i needed after the busyness of march.  hooray for diane, felicia (no picture ), and all the NYers who took the time to hang out & loiter on street corners with me, trying to figure out where to go/what to eat!
    

    
       

and then it was my birthday, where i got kidnapped by HSers & overate for a week...
    

    

   

and then it was mel's birthday!    (this is not really mel's birthday, but we will pretend, since i suck & didn't really do anything/get anything for her birthday )


but i saved the best for last:
       
...the BIRD in my bird-day, and the NAKED COWBOY in Times Square!! (i looked for him for a year, and i finally found him!)


valentine-cupcake-love, charissa  

 (read: "blog")

hahha... i am supposed to be writing a personal statement, so of course, what am i doing, but blogging!    why is it that i can fill 500 words of a blog so easily, but when it comes to talking about why i want to go back to school, i can't even pull together a few sentences ...and don't even get me started on 3-5 double spaced pages!  blaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuugh!  maybe in true college-procrastination-fashion, i need to wait until midnight the night before it's due in order to "be inspired"  *sigh*  i've already read all my blogs, checked my facebook, taken my turns on scrabbulous, rearranged my playlist, and checked every email i own.    i guess it's time to go back to writing.... (word count: 127 hhaha.. )

[phone rings twice]

[enter: Charissa      Charissa walks to phone & contemplates answering (b/c only telemarketers call during the day).  phone rings again.  she picks it up]

Charissa: Hello?

Male Telemarketer: Is this Lawrence?

C: [rolls eyes]  Uhh... no.

MT: Oh, then this must be Mrs. Lue, right?

C: No, I'm not.

MT: Oh, then who is this?

C: [getting impatient but still polite] Neither of them is home right now, can I take a message?

MT: Yeah.  This is, you know, Lee. [pauses for recognition]

C: [thinks: is this guy serious?]

MT: I wanted to, uh, let them, uh, know that they're... [trails off]

C: [thinks: ...that their refrigerator is running?]

MT: 'Cause they can do something to their mortgage....

C: They don't want to.

[click]

wow... there are pushy & rude telemarketers, but this guy was just dumb or something!  he didn't even sound like he was calling from overseas... but he did sound asian. 

tonight Joan & I sat for 3 hours looking at pictures from college & laughing about all the stupid things we did, the ugly clothes we wore & how much your weight can fluctuate in a few years. I cringe to imagine what our kids will say about us, if we are already embarrassed by these things only 7-8 years later!

(un)fortunately, I don't have many pictures of those days loaded on this computer, but just looking through these brings a smile to my face. haha... I'm sure they'll hate me for posting pictures of them online, but most of these people probably don't read xanga anymore anyway!