I'm shaky.

And cold.

And I can't keep any food down.

But I'm feeling better, really.

The worst part about crying?

If you don't take your contacts out first, they stick to your eyeballs.

...

I can't believe I failed to mention this here. Bought my plane ticket and reserved my room in New York for New Year's Eve.

So, I was at the gym working out this morning and of the two TVs directly in front of me, I had a choice of watching VH1's Top 20 Countdown or Madeline. Yes, the cartoon. I probably should have gone with Madeline. Instead, I got caught up in VH1 ( Read more... )

My tummy hurts.

My eyes burn.

My leg itches.

My ovaries are crampy.

I'm tired.

I'm sad.

I'm not sad.

I'm excited.

I'm anxious.

I'm nervous.

I love you.

Everything happens for a reason.

Not everyone believes that. I try to. Sometimes I feel like I need to believe that...even if the "reason" isn't a good one. Even if the reason isn't readily observable. In fact, in life, it's not often you find a reason for the things that happen. A good windfall is attributed to luck. A tragedy is always ( Read more... )

I will never understand the magical, mystical appeal of the solid milk chocolate Easter bunny ( Read more... )

Dear Joe:

I heart you. You are neither obnoxious, nor weird. Well...maybe you're a little freaky. That's a good thing.

P.S. - It's so on. Ringy the Phone told me so.

Dear Two Obnoxious Guys at the Sushi Restaurant Last Night ( Read more... )

Already I've grown lax in my faux-religious experiment, as I failed to make confession on Sunday. I realized this little fact on Monday. I failed to post about it until today. Oh yeah. I have a good feeling about this.

I've been helping to train the new girl. She really is all omg sweet and cute. I say it bothers me, but it doesn't really. ( Read more... )

So the new girl is pretty much disgustingly cute and sweet. She's like...freakin' Snow White or something. I'm expecting deer and birds and dwarves to show up singing around her desk any day now.

And I secretly kind of like her.

I mean, not in a girl crush kind of way.

She's just so sweet you can't not like her.

It's gross.