i've been way more socially awkward than usual this week. it physically hurts me sometimes. i talk when i shouldn't and don't talk when i should. like always, i'm gonna blame hormones.
i almost said "i'm gonna blame whale wars." cause that's what's on tv right now.
father's day is sunday. wish i could see my daddy. he's pretty much the best. he makes everything ok.
and he sang at my wedding. and i still tear up when i think about it.
i'm pretty sure ella isn't gonna do anything for matt for father's day. she's too spoiled and ungrateful.
omg the coffee at work is ridiculous. i can't handle chicory. it's like sludge. i put two creamers in it and it doesn't even change colors. i get obscene amounts of work done though. i have a dream job. good hours. tons of holidays. huge office and desk. amazing coworkers. the Big Guy really outdid himself on that mother.
holy crap! now there's some show on about lizards. it's one of my worst nightmares!!!!!!!!!
alan calls sophie "ingrate" more than he calls her sophie.
ReplyDeletelove that you're lovin' the job! always blame it on the whale wars.