Really Bad Gas

I am a naturally gassy person, but this time I am exceptionally gassy. I don't know what is wrong with me... but I feel like a huge bubble of gas is inside me and won't pop.

I have my first softball game tomorrow and am extremely nervous. I am going to look like a complete moron. I figure that as long as I look cute it won't really matter.

So, I have to talk about this ridiculously hot guy who works in my company. I saw him with Paul Lo Duca when he was here and figured he was a PR guy for the Mets. Then I was just walking to the mail room a little while ago and saw him walking around with other people. He obviously works in my company. If anyone saw this guy they would agree. I wish I had a picture. He has these amazing eyes that just stare right at you and you don't want them to look away. On top of being absolutely gorgeous, he looks like the nicest person ever. I would love to have a conversation with him to see if his personality matches his looks. Then again... maybe I don't, because I wouldn't want a bad personality to ruin the looks. He's one of those pretty boys you just want to look at. Of course I looked at the ring finger... nothing there. I guess it doesn't matter though... blah, blah, blah.