So, Friday night went to Stingers as usual and Crystal showed up and Joey was there. (Long story short, Crystal and Joey went out a few times, had sex. Joey only wants to be friends. Crystal is completely in love with Joey. Joey is a dcik and keeps sleeping with Crystal. Crystal is an idiot and keeps going after him and getting upset). Well, she started crying in the bar..ugh. I almost left. But then she and Joey talked and seemed okay, at least they were until I left. Too much drama. Glad that Crystal is only a "bar" friend.

Saturday I went and got a tatto (and if Donna reads this before I tell her I'm a dead woman! - I forget to tell her Sat night - oh, let me go email her ... brb). There, done. It's my zodiac sign, which looks like "69" only more diagonal with a celtic rope encircling it. It's black/grey shading. Very nice. I like it.

After the tattoo (where the guy was running 40min late, I met Pella friends at TGIF's for dinner, where I got the price knocked down and we got some free appitizer cards b/c they messed up so I got the manager.

Then 2 Rockapella shows. woo hoo. They were all high...

First show we all moved to the front row b/c no one was sitting there. 2nd show however, I stayed in my assigned seat b/c I had Donna, Jerry, Ro and Rick there with me. At the m&g Jeff completely ignored me (the loser). Jerry was so cute...he is total awe of these guys and is like a little boy around them. It's just way too cute. He got them all to sign his ticket stub. Then the 5 of us went to the diner and I can't believe I ate AGAIN. ugh. Well, I only had jack chicken strips at Fridays, then a grilled cheese and fries at the diner. Both bad and way too much food, but too late now.

Sunday was a great sports day - Islander, Giants and Jets all won! Go NY. woo hoo.

And now I'm at work. No mail today so that means hardly any work. And my stomach is killing me (gee, I wonder why?!) and I've gone to the bathroom too many times already and it's only 10:39 am. It's gonna be a loooooong day.....