Note to my brother:

Please refrain from talking about your bodily functions in my company. I don't want to hear any word related to toilets, nose tissue, condoms or *shudder* lube. Under no circumstances do I want to envision you as anything other than the pure and wholesome little brother that you should be to me.

- Management.

I slammed my pinky toe in my dresser so hard, it is now swollen so big I can’t fit into any of my shoes except flip flops.  Yep. Here’s me. In May. Wearing flip flops.

Ugh.

It was announced that our boss is providing a work lunch for all admin employees.  Kinda like secretary appreciation week!  We were told to dress casually as well.

Do they understand the transformation I go through from WORK me to HOME me?

The thought makes me giggle.

Happy May Day!!!

I don’t even know what May day is. *googles*

There was a dead cat on the road when I left this morning :(  It made me sad and I couldn’t seem to shake it all day.

I’m going to eat ice cream and watch Sex in the City.

And pet my Freddy.  I love him a little extra today.

First entry.

I kinda thought that when I moved out of my mother’s house I would no longer have to deal with having my stuff gone through and my secrets known.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my mother but its rather embarrassing to have her say ‘hey, what’s this?’ and pick up my diary - yes I know I shouldn’t have left it on the table - and flip it ( Read more... )