13 Steps to a Proper Handshake
2003-09-09 | 3:32 p.m.

My abs are really starting to take shape nicely, and I blame it almost entirely on how many hours of the day Marissa and I spend laughing.

For serious.

Last Friday we laughed so hard that I was sore the next morning. I don't even remember what was so fucking hysterical, but rest assured, I was feeling it later. The downside to having fun all the time is that my eye makeup is usually long gone by 1 or 2. Small price to pay for good times.

Anyway, today this guy gave a seminar that we went to on what to do in an interview. He spent a good 15 minutes walking us through a proper handshake. He gave us such winning instructions as: "Don't get up in his personal space *leans way over my shoulder*" and "Just a quick step up, toot toot, pull back and you're done." No shit. Anyway, he graded my handshake an A. How to get an A+ is beyond me, because a) my handshake was fucking SOLID and b) I graduated anyway, what the hell was I doing there? These 2 weeks rock.

I fixed my birthday woes! I took my mom out for lunch at a place I usually go with my girlfriends. You know, the cafe. It made her feel really young, even though she doesn't need to, because for someone who's almost half a century old, she doesn't look a day over 35. I ate a tuna salad. I don't ever eat tuna.

Anyone in the area want me to teach them to play piano? I'm $10 an hour and extremely accomodating, and I'll tell your parents you're making more progress than you really are.

I had more to say but I'm gonna have a nap, work out, maybe drink some beer, and then come back.

Hope your Tuesday was awesmore!

-S

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