Do any of you say "an house", because that is still just weird to me...

Even trying to say it in my head turns into a terrible Mockney accent.

I just got a meeting request for cupcakes for someone's birthday-- at 12:30. That makes no sense!

we just had a woman fail a class because she had never configured Outlook on her computer, but was using it to send all of her papers to the professor. I found them all in the outbox, unsent.

I should feel bad for laughing at her, right?

and all of a sudden a memory comes up of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave.

That sometimes happens to me, Gud. I combat it by telling myself that the chances are no one else remembers it.

Last night I was in a grocery store and all of a sudden a memory comes up of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave. Why does my brain sometimes plot against me?

Happens to me far too often. If you figure out how to make it stop, let me know, okay?

I combat it by telling myself that the chances are no one else remembers it.

I'd like to think that. My problem is that people seem to remember stuff that happens to me, even after I've mostly forgotten all about it.

Last night I was in a grocery store and all of a sudden a memory comes up of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave. Why does my brain sometimes plot against me?

I am also INCREDIBLY prone to this. Ugh.

I apparently also hit the snooze button for 45 minutes.

This is me, except 75 minutes. Good thing it's a teacher work day.

I am like zombie worker. My head is super stuffy feeling and despite NOT taking any drowsy medicine, I am drowsy. I think I am going to have to caffeinate at lunch. At least it is time for more medicine. I have zero hope of it actually helping. I need a spouse this weekend, instead mac will get easily irritated zombie mom.

Last night I was in a grocery store and all of a sudden a memory of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave. Why does my brain sometimes plot against me?

Oh, yes. Hate it when that happens.

By the way, 2.5 classes down, 2.5 classes to go. Wish I'd started with the hardest ones. That's just the exams. Then I have to actually figure their grades for the quarter. Grrraaaah.

My problem is that people seem to remember stuff that happens to me, even after I've mostly forgotten all about it.

At Christmas, my extended family spent about an hour teasing me about how I was breast-fed until I was three. I WAS THREE, PEOPLE, IT WAS NOT A CONSCIOUS CHOICE ON MY PART. So, parents who breastfeed their kids until they're three? Please don't tell people about it years later.

My problem is that people seem to remember stuff that happens to me, even after I've mostly forgotten all about it.

Maybe you should strive to become more forgettable.