Songs of the week...
" Sugar we're Going Down" by The Fall Out Boys. (I can't get the chorus out of my mind....now that I know what the HELL they are saying. I asked my daughter to clarify because she was singing along to the song, but she said " I don't know...I'm just making the words UP....so I had to look the lyrics up online)
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
"Wasteland" by Ten Years
These two are totally Ipod worthy (no,I don't have an Ipod...I just thought that would be the "cool" thing to say)
Speaking of "cool", I had a revelation the other day...
I was talking about some dork that I came in contact with during the day at work to my Mother, and I said "Why is it that I attract all the dorks? I mean, why do they think that they can just come up and talk to me with all their dorkiness?"
My mom's answer was that I am " compassionate", " nice", and "approachable (by the way, the nicest thing she has said to me in a long time)
MY revelation is that I am ONE of them - a DORK
Hate objects of the day:
magazine inserts - one word - WHY???
cream eyeshadow - ( mine keeps creasing...I think only 15 year olds can wear this with their super smooth eyelids. Another freebie for my daughter....)
people who talk to you while your typing something - like RIGHT NOW
mass email forwarders - I got at least 5 stupid jokes today - ugh
Love objects of the day: ( I just noticed how I put "Hate objects" first, how negative!)
Thinking.......
Still thinking....................
My bear claw hairclip - great for those irritably rainy Boston days, where one has to walk from South Station across the Fort Point channel bridge with the rain blowing sideways, soaking any dry piece of clothing and ruining ANY attempt at a good hair day.
Alba Green Tea Eye Gel - because I kept waking up last night, and had ultra tired eyes......
** and I also love the fact that freaky weird guy called in sick today....He REALLLLY freaks me out, man. This is really mean, but he reminds me of a character (not any particular one) in Pet Cemetery....where they die, get buried in that special cemetery, then come back and they are alive....but STRANGE and undead-like. OMG, that really was MEAN. I hope no one from work comes across this, because I have a feeling that they will ALL know who I am talking about.
Ok, enough for now. It is 5:00, and it is almost time to go home........
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2 comments:
LOL! Great post - does this mean you're back to blogging?
I'm going to TRY to be back to blogging! :)
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