GC what a ridiculous set of idiots in OBoffice1. I am all for the squishing of heads and cluesticking. You have an awesome wife. You are going to have an awesome baby. F-them for putting money and office crap before a buffista sprog.

sj & tcg - feel better soon.

Dear Monday, knock it off. You too tino.

I wish there was rehab for smoking. I'm angry and cranky and just totally caved under my own weight of anger and crankiness to have a cigarette. My first in 6 days and I'm trying to not be super hard on myself but I feel weak and stupid and horrible and more than a little nauseated.

But, Aims, that's six days without one! That's good! It'll get easier, really it will.

(((Aims))) You can do it!

I spent an hour looking for my wallet, which of course was at the dentist's office. Picked up TCG, who is doing finr, and now we're waiting for perscriptions. Still need food. I fail at adulthood.

{{Aims}} You had that one. Don't have another one. You got through six days with none, you can definitely get through the rest of today without any more, right?

I fail at adulthood.

Nope, not even close.

you can definitely get through the rest of today without any more, right?

I am for sure going to try. I have class and then errands and then stuff to do at home and then sleep and then tomorrow is another day. I'm onto my (admittedly dorky) affirmations right now and trying to take my own advice I've given to people. One bad day does not negate the good days I had right before. Of course, being caught crying at your desk by your boss is still embarassing as hell.

Of course, being caught crying at your desk by your boss is still embarassing as hell.

I know it is, but I think it shouldn't be. If you have to cry then god damn it that should be all right.

You can do it, Aims, *|o/*

I fail at adulthood.

sj, I'd like you to meet JZ, who not only has a complete set of keys in her purse, but has extras in: her backup purse, her desk drawer at work, the keyring at home, the glove compartment of the car, and her mother's purse. I've long since given up on thinking I will ever be someone who doesn't lose her keys, and have moved on to compensating by littering the landscape with extras. Trust me, one lousy misplaced wallet barely puts you in the adult failure ballpark--and a single-A park, at that. You'll never make the majors if you go around finding your lost things completely unharmed!

Loves that JZ uses baseball analogies.

Still Monday here. Bleh.