Yup - I Suck

I'm sorry. That's all I can say. Work has taken over my body and not allowed me to have a life of my own. I highly doubt that you wanted to read about the conference I was attending last week - the only bonus to the conference coverage was the fact that my booth was placed immediately next to the "Las Vegas Properties" booth which had, how do you say, "hired help"? Apparently, start-up companies like to attract foot traffic at predominantly male shows with pretty girls wearing little of nothing. In fact, there was one day that the girl, who we nicknamed "Bimber" was wearing a suit but decided to not button her shirt and allow her custom-made ta-tas to hang out. They attracted quite a bit of foot traffic.

I fought back by wearing a tight skirt to show off my ass-ets. And I'm all real, my friends, all real.

So, that was my life. Not exciting in the least. By the end of the week I thought I was losing my mind being around all the suits, so I decided to zest it up a tad by taking some of our clients out to a "Young Leaders" party and a hot club in LA. Unfortunately, although everyone was under 35, they were all just standing around like bumps on logs with their nametags and suits (yup - they didn't change) talking shop. I was over it. I took it upon myself to start the party. But, even after stalking the dj, chasing after the sound engineer through the catwalks, running through the crowds ordering people to "loosen up", I was still unable to get the stiffs to move. Guess some people just don't know how to have fun. If only I had a beer bong and a keg - damn it.

This week should hopefully liven up. In fact, I still have to give the details from my birthday weekend. But until then, I'll go ahead and post our Halloween photo - the St. Pauly Girls of Venice. Enjoy and I promise - I'll give you more juice starting tomorrow.

Don't miss me too much!