  More about "M". I don't want you to get the wrong impression about "M" and her "Plumpies". She's a born again Christian and maybe that has something to do with her calling a woman's chest area..."plumpies". Repressed, suppressed, compressed, depressed..breasts. Enough! "M" is good! On an new and improved note...my boss is trying to be friendly with me and it feels so awkward but I try and I laugh politely at her jokes but in my head I'm just hoping she'll stop talking to me and let me get back to work and all of this because I don't trust her and her secretary "D" is leaving but she's called me up to tell me not to trust the boss.
I'll miss "D", she was always very negative and manipulative but in an obvious way. So you knew you where you stood and how to react but with the boss there's many layers of gunk to get through so you don't see the sore until you get passed the scab and the oozing puss caused by the infection. Ewwwww... Wouldn't it be nice if you could just go to work to work and once you were done you didn't have to stay around and pretend to work until 5pm? Wouldn't it be nice to not have to wear pantyhose to work on 90 degree days with high humidity? When all the other women are waiting for the trolley in their cute summer dresses with bare legs and open toed sandals there I stand in my pantyhose with my closed up shoes and sweat between my legs so that when I get off at my stop there's a wet stain on my seat.
Uggghhhh.... Update on the Trolley Girl Didn't like what she was wearing today. Won't copy that. Just a plain skirt and black shirt. Its too hot to think. My neighbor invited me to a barbecue tomorrow, lets call the neighbor "M&M" to differentiate her from "M". By the way, I should write here, so you'll know, "M&M" is more than a neighbor and slightly less than a lover. Ahhhh, the plot twists! It hurts my brain to think about writing about that little story so I'll hold off...maybe tomorrow it will be cooler. Until then, take care, stay cool, and drink plenty of liquids. December 
