I believe today is Saturday, April 25th, 2009.  It was supposed to rain today, but it has not.  I feel like I am starting this blog like a diary.  "Dear Diary, Today was a good day.  I was going to see my secret crush, but got a dog-sitting job so I didn't get to see him.  I heard he is a player and likes women.  Can I really like a flirt?  Diary, what should I do?".  For all of you great readers, that is a true story.  Shall I share?

There is a guy that I am secretly dating - it is so secret that he doesn't even know that we are dating :) He replied to a maybe to be at this event tonight, but I got a dog-sitting job and you all know I could use the money, so I took the job.  I don't know if secret crush showed up to event.  I was going to dress cute and all.  A couple of people said that I should be facebook friends with him, but that seems so forward!  Will he know that I like him?

(For those of you wondering, this blog is NOT written by a teenager, just a desperately lonely 31 year old who owns a cat :).  

Any advice?  

Also, to stay in the "guy -themed" blog.  I received the below from this guy I met on line and we had been emailing for awhile...Then he stopped.  I emailed him and wished him a happy easter...nothing on his side...until I got the below...any thoughts on WTF he is talking about???  

 erin thank you.I just wanna say I'm sorry I stopped talking to you it wasn't anything you said I had a lot of things going on.I hope your doing good and had a good easter.
Brian

Ah, how my man saga continues.  

More updates later.

Hugs and kisses to all :)

Erin 

Hello wonderful followers!  It is a grand day today.  It is almost 1 month since losing my job (Friday is the anniversary).  And so much has happened and yet, I am so bored I want to shoot myself in the foot.  But, I cannot because my health insurance ran out at the end of March.  If I get sick, I have to get in a car accident so my car insurance can pay for it (please don't read this AAA).

In true fashion with this blog, I will post my 4 top thoughts.  Why 4 you may ask?  Because it is more that 3 and less than 5 and half of 8, which is my favorite number because it looks like a snowman.

1) I went on a horrendous date on Friday.  I met David from St. Paul on eharmony and, as is my lot with men, he lacked any type of personality.  By the end of the night I really did want to poke my eyes out with a spork.  I don't have a spork currently, so my next date (not with him) I will be bringing a fork and a spoon taped together to make a spork.  (BTW - a shout out to my HomeValu peeps - we were going to make a band awhile ago called "the diving sporks".  Great name huh?!).  Props to David from St. Paul (or Plymouth as I find out) - he has not stalked me since I did not return his text or phone call.  Thank you David from ???

2) I will be getting a new phone.  Probably today.  Apparently I can hear others talk, but they cannot hear me.  I am eligible for an upgrade in 2010, but, that being...8 months away?  I should probably get a new phone.  Not that I am that popular when it comes to talking on the phone, but in case of an emergency it might be nice to have (ah...but, Erin doesn't have insurance so emergencies cannot happen!)

3) Update on the FBI application - I got all of my transcripts together (more than anyone 1 person should have) but now I can't find the cover sheet that I am supposed to use to fax in my transcripts!  I am so distraught!  I think it is because I and a friend cleaned my apartment on Monday (in my friend Melissa's words last week my apt looked like it was "ransacked").  Really?  Aren't we being just a bit dramatic, Melissa?  Knocked over furniture and my belongings vomitted out of their drawers?  I prefer to use the term - lived in...

4) What piece of riveting info should I end in?  Ahhh...Unemployment seems to be taking a toll on my personal hygenie.  I shower well, but I am forgetting to brush my teeth and put on deoderant (and spelling seems to have taken a hit, too).  As I sit and type this, I think to myself - I forgot my deo.  People are nice enough to say they don't smell me, but as they step away from my space with a disgusted look on their face, I tend to doubt their honesty!  But, really, people used to not have teeth and reek like nobody's business and they still procreated...I think their is still hope for me :)

Well, Sarah E., this post is dedicated to you.  Thanks for the idea of blogging today.  I know it has made a difference in the world.  

Love you all, 

Erin Lynn Kelly