A client brought us a box of Torrone, these AMAZING nougetelle candies from Italy, and they’re taunting me from their gorgeous box on the visitor table. I seriously could have eaten half the box in one fell swoop, but then I’d be the fat coworker who ate all the candy, which is not a good […]
I get off work at 5:30. I rarely leave the office before 6. I’m not sure why that is, I guess there’s just a ton of work to do and I always think maybe I can get a jump on the next day. So today, as usual, 5:30 rolled around and I barely noticed, except […]
Yeah, I know bullet point entries suck, but deal with it. Some of these might be expanded upon, others likely will not be. – With regard to the previous post, we’re upping the medication next month and seeing if that fixes things. – Blogathon went well, thank you so much to all my supporters (both […]
Looking for my Blogathon site? It’s over here.
I don’t often take this blog into the dark places of my life, but this is one of those times. I mentioned my struggle with depression in a recent post. This has been the most dramatic relapse I’ve had since I started taking medication for it. The recent post was about how I’d gone off […]
It seems that no matter how much I might want to, I should never live anywhere hot. Turns out I am incredibly temperature sensitive, which either makes me more of a wuss for being temperature sensitive, or less of a wuss because I had reason to whine about hot weather as much as I have […]
I just had a dream that my best friend cleaned my room and I came absolutely unglued. Two of my old coworkers- Debbie and Carol- were there too. I came home from wherever I had been, and my room looked different, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was. Then she started […]
I posted that once the voices outside got too quiet to hear. But I think I wrongfully blamed the teenage daughter. They also have a teenage son I think. I’m not sure, because like I said, I never see these neighbors unless someone is making a ruckus, which has been all of about 5 times […]
My next door neighbors have a teenage daughter. Either she or one of her friends is sitting at the end of thier driveway drunk, crying and holding tissues to a bloody nose. I woke to her screaming that somebody was a whore. Apparently someone had sex with her best friend and she took exception to […]
Scene 1: A suburban living room on a Sunday evening. Judy sits in front of her laptop while Project Runway plays from the Tivo in the background. On the desk next to her, a cell phone rings. Judy: Hello? Charlotte: COFFEE! Judy: What? Charlotte: COFFEE! Judy: Where are you? Charlotte: On 280, headed for your […]