I got the receptionist job. I'm happy but I'm not. I'm happy that I'll be making money, but not so happy that I have to get up early every morning and drag myself to work. When will I get my beauty sleep?

Jason is bringing over his DVD collection of "The Office" so that I can learn about life at work. I've never seen the show and I've heard that not everyone gets it, but I'm strangely excited about sitting around having a marathon TV night with Jason.

I don't know why I get this way about him. Last summer when I had him over for dinner it was the same thing. I'd be excited about him coming over, but he'd get here and I'd remember that he's just a friend. I really do have to think of him that way. He has Kelly and I have something going with Patrick - not sure what, but it's definitely something.

Patrick called last night and we were on the phone for over two hours. We were debating the pros and cons of living in Florida verses living in the north. I was on the side of Florida of course. Then he started bragging about the warm weather. I called him a jerk. He pretended to be hurt and asked me if that was anyway to talk to the man who nursed me back to health in the Poconos. I told him not to get carried away. As our conversation was coming to an end he told me he'd be home on March 8th for Spring Break and asked if I'd be around. I guess that means he does want to see me again! I'll take that as a good sign.