I am feeling very needy today. Needy in the “look at me! look at me! pay attention to me!” kind of way. This type of needy makes me chatty, so, of course, Twitter is down and my sister is NOT very chatty on IM.
I’ve been all stressed out because I feel like I need to write a blog post, but since I haven’t done one fucking thing since I got home from New Mexico, I have nothing to blog about. Therefore, if this post is rambling and stupid, don’t say you weren’t warned.
Ding, Dong bitches! I’ve gotten used to coming home from vacation to be greeted by horrible works news. Imagine my surprise when I came home from this vacation to find out that the co-worker I hate it OUT?! That’s right, I was THRILLED. Since we were alone in the office the week prior to my vacation, certain issues came up and I had planned to talk to my boss about him when I got back. I was happy to find out that I didn’t need to say a word and he was moving on. Yahoo! Now let’s what else I can find to complain about!
I was thinking of writing a paragraph here about Prop 8, but I am pretty tired. Not sure what else I can that I haven’t already said. Hey, Rob Thomas? Why don’t YOU share your thoughts with the class? Thanks!
Yesterday, I posted to my TwitPic that I looked like my Wee-Mee. I thought I’d share a side-by-side comparison, so you can all see how cool I am.
Anyhoodle.
I have been out of control with my plastic popsicles lately. I love them all except blue. Blue is just wrong. I was all out when I got home today (except for that damn blue) and I almost had a nervous breakdown. It’s all apart of my oral fixation issues. From chewing my nails/finger, biting my pens or constantly eating mints, I always have to have something in my mouth.
I am in super lazy mode. So much to-do (i.e. Vacation Video, website, deciding my future) and yet, I’d rather DO NOTHING. Nothing. Also? Nothing. If any of you people have any idea what I should do with the rest of my life. Please leave in the comments. No idea too inane. Thanks.
OK. Well, I’m going to put you out of your misery. And go eat a popsicle. Peace.
We’ve got a bunch of those popsicles too and the majority of the ones left are blue. Tonight, LittleBrother commented that those were the yuckiest while he dug around for another color. I won’t eat them. Give me the orange first!
Good news upon getting back? Nice. You should go get a lottery ticket before your lucky streak wears off. Let me know when you win and I’ll come up with some ideas as to what you can do with the rest of your life.
You’re only going to give me ideas if I win the lottery? No deal!! You have to give me ideas either way!! I’m desperate!
Whaat! Blue? Blue is great…it’s green that sucks. Tastes like medicine.