So, there is not much I am eating right now as most foods make me green. Just the smell or thought of some foods make me wanna toss. Every so often I get a craving that I feel I can handle. So tonight I wanted ice cream. No idea why. But the ice cream pull was hard. So Scott offers to run out to DQ to get me some. Text me what you want he says....
So the one guy left while I was commiserating with a fellow Florida transplant, then irreconcilable differences guy texted after a week of radio silence, then long time crush we call Golde Ratio Guy showed up, and now Michael Stipe and his entourage makes an appearance. It's Friday night, y'all. Reporting from the pub. Over and out.
I'm so sad right now. It's almost 2am in NJ. I got here about 2 hours ago and I already miss my kids terribly. Also, my dear friend's daughter is sick which I feel very deeply and am helpless to do anything about it. And another thing that I can't share yet weighs on me, too. I'm hoping a good night's sleep makes me feel a tiny bit better. :-(
Instead of asking me every time I buy something if I want a paper bag for 10 cents, how about we charge everyone 10 cents, let them have the bag if they want it, and then make unsolicited direct mail illegal?
I am so effing tired my eyes keep closing. I'm halfway through a modding shift and it's draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. I can actually have a nap today, in one hour and 22 minutes. Not that I'm counting.