I hate not being able to post in here as often as I'd like. That's what comes of being a receptionist by day and a phone slut by night (only to the boyfriend though)... Today I got flowers. It was great. The other receptionist that was there and I were joking about the vase the florist guy brought in... saying they were for us... and then they really were for me... I hate cigarettes. Have I said that already?