I'm painfully aware that the you all have either cast me into the slacker/she's-bored-with-this-already/non-commital-underacheiver category or are concerned there might have been a tragedy...and while I'm not sure either is entirely true...they both might be a little teesy-tiny, eensy-weensy bit true (except for the 'bored with this' thing) Although the sun is out over here in that girl's neck of the woods it's cold as shit and she's still feeling the effects of "Hurricane October", whose damaging winds have knocked the breath slap out of this small community of one and certainly dampened her spirits..
On the heels of Hurricane October came the nearly devastating F5 which was previously refered to as "Early November Bi-yotch" but in her refusal to let up has been aptly renamed "November Bitch"..we're still not sure if there will be anything left of that girl in the aftermath of such an exhausting 45 days.
Whaa? You don't believe me? Okay, I got your disbelief right here!:
mmmm, hmm..who's doubting her word now..huh? here you go, here's another one just cause I'm nice:
And this one. See that lonely little pair of bananas? I'm trying to keep snacks close because I've been getting dizzy spells out of the fucking blue! Spent a whole weekend wondering if I was pregnant..and blinking...through the tears...and mourning...mourning the 6 hours of sleep a night I've finally mananged to wrangle for myself.. blink,..blink...and then shaking with fear at the thought of having a girl..that might be like me..that will hate me..for having a daughter just like me...
I'm trying not to blink today though, today there's migraine fighting it's way into my world and I refuse to let that old bitch put me down!
As you can see there, I've chosen to fight with huge sunglasses - inside even - and as you cannot see - two Aleve (at the same time..gasp), strong coffee, my husband's sweat shirt, and an ornery spirit. Oh, and blogging..because not blogging has put another knot in the knotty stomach I'm carrying around these days. So there, scratch that off my list and exhale..whooosh.
P.S. - don't send hugs..send energy and perhaps a personal assistant who is young and eager, and energetic...and plain, if anyone sends me a young, energetic, BEAUTIFUL personal assistant I will hunt you down and pretend like you're Mr. Mustang's old pill dealer.
kisses.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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Good to hear from you again That! Since you don't want hugs, should I shoot you the bird instead?
Want to yell at more shitty employee's of the food service industry? 'Cause I can totally hook you up with some names.
That looks disturbingly like my old office. Yikes.
Hope you feel better TG. I miss seeing you pop up in my reader.
So did you catch it from me? Protein works better than nanners (as the shorties call them), if you *did* catch it from me.
Slacker. Welcome back.
I didn't see any pictures!
Glad your back. Since, judging from your description, it would appear you would like David's ex-wife to be your assistant, I'll send that bitch right over.
Cancel the cadaver dogs she's still alive!!! Glad you're still kickin' thatgirl. You might get checked for a food alergy. The Missus was getting migraines from wheat. Meanwhile, put two fingers in the air and keep rockin' the excellent shades!
She's ALIVE!!
To hell with hugs. After a break like this, the only thing I can send is booze. Whatcha drinking? Oooh. Wait, did I read something about pregnant? I guess I might have to drink it for you. Damn.
Bottoms up.
welcome back! i'd send one of my midgets over to be yout PA.. but they'd likely end up being more of a PITA.
close enough, right?
Hurray! You're still here. I was worried you'd left us forever. Thought about emailing to bug you, but that would be the last thing you need if you're looking for an internet break.
Glad it's just winter and a migraine and dizzy spells. Glad?? Well, glad to hear from you anyway.
glad you're back! we were worried, as you see...
;-)
Yikes, I thought my desk was messy. Your office looks like a storage closet. No worries though, you'll get through November, then it's Christmas! YAAAAAY
Gladd you are doing "well" and not laying in a ditch somewhere. Try to visit us as often as you can!!
And...clean up...geez. (kidding)
good to see you again...
well well well. was wondering when i'd see a new post. glad to see you are back. really.
here's to energy!
Last pic, next to your bookshelf.....is that a cafeteria lunch tray hiding out there?
I send good thoughts and energy your way!!!
Eeek!
I had to click on your little picture markers to get them to show up. That is some mess. And then I clicked on your photo, just to see if it was as big as the other pictures, and I swear . . . I saw nose hairs!
;-)
you're probably not pregnant - do the sinus wash - you probably have the same evil allergies everyone in this neck of the woods gets.
Hey... haven't forgotten you.
P.S. I gave you a blog award for an early Christmas present. Here
Are you dead?
Just dropping by...hope all is well for you right now.
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