He's just not that into you

Story of my life. And apparently every one of my single friends' lives as well. My roommie and I watched this gem of a movie on Sunday and at the end of it I was highly depressed. I alleviated my depression by watching parts of The Uninvited on HBO...holy shit. At least it took my mind off the terribly depressing feelings I was having before and replaced them with terror and a sudden urge to pee my pants. Don't worry, I controlled myself in case any of you were wondering. But for the last 2 days, I can't help but replay parts of that damn movie ("He's just not that into you") over again in my head. You see, I do this from time to time.

A String of Random Thoughts...

-So the Office Christmas party was not-that-bad-but-thank-god-for-alcohol-and-i-got-to-take-home-a-poinsetta-plant-so-i-guess-it-was-ok. It wasn't the epic embarrassment that I thought it might be. I did have to sing but I wasn't the only one who got up there so I felt ok about it.


-If there was a female version of Barney Stinson, I think I'd like to be her. Why, you ask? What's so great about Barney Stinson? Well, my friends if you have to ask that question, you clearly haven't met Barney.