I got no game

Why do I have absolutely NO GAME!?

I feel like this topic was not given enough credence yesterday....

HEART WALK GUY....I was the cute gal with the equally cute, very furry, red dog...the one you were absently chatting with...with whom you never exchanged names....I thought you were very cute...and nice...and I liked your dog. And I guy who walks his dog with what looked like family in a heart walk....can't be all that bad. I wanted to pick you up. Should I have just said that? Hi...I'm katie....I'm picking you up so can we just skip the semantics? I'm so very very very disappointed in myself. I see myself as confident and sassy, but when it comes down to it...I guess I'm just waiting to get shot down...not a good way to be. It also adds another odd element when you're "Katie" in a logoed shirt and hosting the walk on a stage with a microphone and mega sound system. It just makes it a little odd to, then, intorduce yourself to someone....it seems weird. Also...it's kind of a clique-y kind of thing....with families and all...my dad was there and stuff. Although...cute boy was real cute when he talked to my adorable nephew. I don't know....I'm just bummed that blew that one...it's not the one person in particular...just the concept...the idea...I've done it before...this was just a big one...I suppose. I usually have more guts/confidence when I'm "Katie." Major Bummer dude.

I found re-runs of "Blind Date" on the Fox Reality channel. I forgot the beauty of that show...and the evil, shiny vixen that is the stunning hair of roger lodge :)

Check out the G4 channel....Ninja Warrior. Greatest television show ever. It's a giant, outdoor obstacle course...in Japan. Japanese people are crazy. it's closed captioned and all of the people dress up as characters...weird characters...it's the best thing ever. Thanks to my new friend Spencer for bringing it into my life.

And why do I feel like guys are done asking girls out? I feel like any guy with any interest lately seems to be trying to goad the chick into either professing her interest or doing the asking herself. I've never asked anyone out....I may have mentioned...and I don't know if I really could. Intern Scott and I were discussing this the other day....and he's NEVER asked a chick out...this is weird to me...I don't know.

I would like to acknowledge the guy who came to firehouse friday in Dexter and waited around to tell me that he had seen Lindsay Lohan on a talk show the day before and wanted to come tell me that I sounded like her. I don't think he understood how much her made my day. Does he know how many pictures of her hair I've taken to stylists. (Speaking of...Jenn @ Salon Vox...more Lohan color this time...less blonde...and....less done because I can't afford that again:) I love you) She is who will be paying me in the made for TV movie. I've got it planned...Julie Andrews' daughter, Emma (whether she acts or not) will be playing my mom...Mel Gibson will direct.

Nervous...I have to get a CAT scan of my spine on Friday and an MRI the monday after MIS...I'm going to be radioactive girl...Maybe I'll turn into a glowstick.

I need to get my dog a cheap rabies shot...apparently, either the vet screwed up her records...or I'm a failure as a dog moom. Most likely the latter...because it's hard to juggle all the dog needs...when you're a broke ass.