I really wish Pandora has a “meh” button. It feels like I’ve only been getting Silversun Pickups and Florence and the Machine songs lately, and while I like those artists, I don’t want to hear them every five minutes. At the same time, I’d feel bad giving them the Thumbs Down. That just feels hurtful. So I use as many skips as I can and then just deal with it to be nice.
The SIL sent me a birthday gift yesterday and I can’t open it until my actual birthday (Wednesday). I’m dying of anticipation. I hope I don’t get drunk and open it this weekend. She’d be mad at me.
I haven’t slept all week. I lay there, and my brain kind of does this thing akin to dreaming, but I’m awake the whole time. It’s hard to explain, but it sucks. It feels like I’m back in college and have pulled three all nighters, but I have nothing to study for and I haven’t eaten an entire bag of salt and vinegar chips and a bucket of peach rings so it doesn’t even make sense.
I’m still getting rid of this damned cold. My snot is all clear and worthless, and I want it to be yellow or brown so I know I’m blowing out the germs. They’re in there and I want them out!
I’ve decided I have to stop weighing myself every day. It makes me hate myself. I’m going to start weighing once a week on Fridays, instead. Not Mondays, because who really wants to know what they weigh after the weekend? Whoever started that trend was not smart. This way, I can try hard all during the work week to get svelte, and then eat fried things and drink beer all weekend and not have to worry about facing the bloat weight shortly after. I’m a genius, I know.
I’m a woman! I’m (almost) 26! Oklahomans will get that overdone reference. For everyone else, just smile and nod.
Speaking of college football, this year was so utterly worthless in the sport. There were no redeeming moments. My team sucked. Perverts abounded. We got to watch two teams play the most boring game in the universe… twice. Next year better be an improvement.
I was supposed to eat a lobster roll yesterday. My first lobster roll. I was excited. But it was raining and the line was like, 100 people long, so I didn’t eat one. Instead I ate cream of crab soup from Legal Seafoods and after work I ate Burger King.
Did you know the “stacker” burgers from Burger King have bacon on them? I didn’t, and I was pissed. I like to eat my fast food in the car, because it makes it that much more shameful. So when I was shoving a BK stacker in my face and noticed there was bacon on it, I just ate it anyways because picking it off was too dangerous. It was gross. The fries were good though. Fast food fries never disappoint.
I got my toenails painted gray last night. I love them. Then I had to walk to my car in the rain and the little booties they gave me soaked through so I basically walked barefoot in the rain for two minutes. That will surely help my cold go away.
I’m pretty convinced the gunner is looking for a new job already. He’s constantly getting pissed off that he’s not the boss and I just can’t see him lasting in a job that makes him feel like he’s on an equal level as me – a female, gasp! It gives me endless entertainment analyzing his outfits, “doctor’s appointments” and secret phone calls trying to guess the exact date he’ll quit. I’m trying to start a pool at work, but so far I’ve made the only guess. For the record: March 3rd. We’ll see if I’m right.