Ok so I went to this restaurant yesterday that a friend suggested. I saunter up to the bar and take a seat so that I can order my dinner to go. I ordered and waited for my dinner to arrive. As I waited I was sipping on a Sierra Mist and just taking in the sights when the gentleman sitting next to me commented on how nice my nails were. I was wearing a french manicure design. The bartender also commented on my nails. He went on to say that men generally don't notice or care about what color your nails are but it's something about a French manicure that gets their attention. Go figure. I had no idea men appreciated something as simple and girlie as a french manicure. I thanked them both and continued my wait. Finally I get my food and I leave.

It never dawned on me to look at the food prior to getting home. Once I got home and settled down on the sofa I opened the Styrofoam box and was horrified. I ordered a stuffed trout and when I opened the box the fish still had his head on! I never eat food with the face and head still attached. That is just too creepy for me. I regained my composer and opened the trout from the middle where the stuffing was. I was too creeped out to ever close the fish back up. I just kept eating from the middle and trying to think of something other then that face.

Can you eat food that has a face or head on it?

OK, so I went to dinner last night with a group of people. When I got to the restaurant I, unfortunately, had to sit next to this really young girl. She said absolutely nothing the entire evening. From the time I walked in until we all left this chick was buried in her phone. She didn't put that phone down for one minute.

People, let me ask you; when did it become acceptable to go out for an evening and spend the entire time playing with your phone?

I became so annoyed with her it was unreal. If all you wanted to do was play with your phone then you should have kept you butt at home. It is incredibly rude to sit at a table for dinner with people and ignore them and play with your phone all night. It's rude and not acceptable.

How did we get to this point? I know with facebook and Twitter and email at our fingertips that it's become extremely easy but how did we become a society of people too busy playing with phones and gadgets that they can't engage in real human interaction when we are in a room full of people?

This has been a very interesting week. I spent the entire week in Baltimore for work being bored out of my mind. I am working on a project and my ex boss' boss really pissed me off with his non-support. If I was a lesser person I would punch him right the face. Whatevs.

I went to brunch with some really cool ladies today and then later I went to a dinner with some other really nice ladies. We went to a mongolian restaurant for dinner and it was really good. I hadn't been to mongolian place since the early 2000's when I worked in DC.

Anyway after all that eating I am in a food induced comma sitting on my couch now watching Get Him To The Greek. I am so in love with Russell Brand's crazy ass. Maybe it's just this food haze I'm in.

Since I've been here in Atlanta I've met some really cool people. One person, whom I'll call CeeCee, is particularly cool. She and I both like spoken word so we have been attending several spoken word events lately.

She appears to be really cool. I'm sure you are probably asking, "Well what is the problem Tee?" I'll tell what the problem is, we both have the same taste in men.

That my friend is a problem. We both see a good looking man come into the venue and we are both just looking and salivating. This is not good.

I see nothing good coming from our friendship, just alot of screaming and hair pulling. I think I need to end this now before it goes bad.

See ya CeeCee, it's been real.

After much deliberation, I've made a decision. I've decided that as much as I hate to move it's time I move once again. I know you all are saying, "But Tee, you JUST moved to Atlanta almost four months ago." I know, I know, but when it's time to go it's time to go.

Oh, I'm not going back to Baltimore. Hell no. I need to move from the apartments where I live. They are cute and all but the service here is horrible. Our building looks like we are in the ghetto because they are too cheap and inconsiderate to power wash our building. People I can't live like this. I'm not used to living in conditions that are not up to par. I took this weekend to look at a few apartments in the really nice section of town called Ashford Dunwoody. Very nice people. I found a place that I absolutely love. I'm going to continue looking though. I'm going to take the whole spring and summer to look actually. There are some really nice neighborhoods to consider like Midtown, Atlantic Station and Buckhead. I think by October or November I should have a firm decision on what area I want to live in.

I do hate the whole process of moving. I hate it with a passion but I need to get out of here and the sooner I do it the better. I figure October or November would be great since people typically don't move during those times and complexes traditionally offer great discounts and move in specials.

I'll keep you all posted on the developments.

All I have to say is that I LOVE the ones in Ashford Dunwoody. And bonus...the apartments I looked at are all across from the great Perimeter Mall! Score!

I'm going to be in so much trouble.

OK, so I finally broke down. I resisted for far too long and just realized life would be better if I just gave in.

Give in to what you ask? This getting old shit! This getting old crap sucks and there is nothing I can do about it. I was at a restaurant with a group of people and I was having trouble reading the menu and the check when it came. When I have my contacts in I can see great except when it comes to reading. I look like an 80 year old woman trying to read. It's pathetic. One of the people that was at dinner handed me her reading glasses and suggested I try them. I put those things on and Viole! I could read! It was amazing! I was actually able to read the check. Unbelievable.

You know what I did? The very next day I went out and bought my very own pair of reading glasses and they are amazing! I even bought a cute clear pink case for them.

So now I am one of these old people that you see that stretches out their arms trying to read a menu then whips out a pair of glasses from her purse and puts them on. Oh God, its official, I'm old.

I spent the last two weeks in Baltimore, minus the weekend, and I am finally home for good and I can't tell you how glad I am to finally sleep in my own bed tonight!

I was seated next to two young girls on the plane that were about 16 or 17. They were so cute. They felt the need to tell me that they just left New York and DC. This was their first time on a plane. They kept asking me questions about what to expect. "Can we use our phones?" "Can we use our iPods?" "Are we starting to go down now?" They were too cute.

They are from a very small town in Georgia with a population of 2000 and NY and DC was just a bit too much for them and they were glad to be getting back to their simple, small town lives.

The cute meter went off the charts when the one sitting next to me stated that she couldn't wait to get home to see her father. He just got home after spending a year in Afghanistan. She only spent 1 day with him before she had to go out of town. Aaaawwwww.

In stark contrast, there was this little kid seated behind me that kept kicking my chair. I wanted to pop him upside his head. Don't get it twisted, I will fight a kid.