Friday, August 15, 2003
ok. update on financial broker saga. He DUMPED *me*! Here I am, all freaked out about how to get rid of him, stressing about how he will feel, what this means to my financial life, who gets custody of my 401k, blah blah blah. AND he has the audacity to re-assign my account! without even telling me! He breaks up with me, and I find out when I get my monthly statement. Im having flashbacks to a bozo i dated in college. what the hell. *I* was breaking up with him! He CAN'T break up with me first! sheesh. angry letter to smith barney to follow. At least it's friday. that's all I can say. And about this NYC blackout... I feel good about it. It gives those Yankee fans sometime to reflect on the pact they made with the devil. The tourists not being able to get into their hotel rooms with electronic keys was a little over the top. hours til i get my hair highlighted: 20
