Plei, Glad to hear you have a good team for Lilly. I really like the team for Grace but I am panicking because I need to support her better with reading and writing and oh holy hell math. She's a mathematician that only Deb Grabien might appreciate because Grace refutes that 2+3=5.

My crown feels weird. It's okay to take my unused vicodin from last time and just go to bed, right?

I have a hate on for everyone and everything today. (Exceptions are limited to buffistae, baseball and one of my cats). I want to cry, kick, scream, and shout. I want to crawl in bed and never come out. I bought crap at the grocery store and I want to eat it all but have no actual appetite.

I want to cry, kick, scream, and shout. I want to crawl in bed and never come out. I bought crap at the grocery store and I want to eat it all but have no actual appetite.

Can I join you?

I spent the day being threatened by my boss and consequently justifying my job, and S.'s last paycheck is missing (with the rent due, of course), and I have a huge zit. I'm too beaten to scream.

I fear someone's about to unleash self-righteous right-wing rage on my FB, and I wish I could unfriend her, but that would make other things difficult. She's really the only person I've friended who's likely to spread stress and vitriol on my FB, so I guess I'm lucky I have only one troll.

And I've just told a guy I don't want to talk to him anymore, so that's a pleasant conversation.

I was in the world's crabbiest mood today at lunch. Which was also the staff meeting. We'd just spent two hours with the ENTIRE STAFF listening to the how-to on the new copy machine. REALLY?! Then I confirmed that staff meeting was at noon, then spent a half hour waiting for the rest of the staff to show up when I could have gone and gotten lunch. ED bopped down and was all "Oh! Everyone's here except--" and he didn't finish that sentence, because the rest of it was "me". Then he spent a portion of the meeting texting with the new IT guys to determine that the ENTIRE STAFF didn't have to then spend the rest of the day hanging around the new IT guys as they individually installed our new computers.

Thank you, ED, for trying to fuck away the rest of our productive Tuesday hours.

I declared it all a wash and took the hort department shopping and bought pretty pretty flowers (okay, some fall ornamental grasses and variegated Spurge for winter plantings). Seriously. We were told the copier BS would take an hour, it took two. In the end we had about two hours of the work day to do actual work. Hence: shopping.

I keep looking at my shoes and wondering when I'll get to wear most of them again, other than these couple I'm stretching out of shape. It's just...they're so HEAVY.

I want to buy a race medal holder, but I'm having a hard time choosing. Help me decide—which one do you like the best?

#1: Running Slogans [link]

#2: Celebrate Every Mile [link]

#3: Zombies Hate Fast Food [link]

#4: Running: Cheaper Than Therapy [link]

#5 My Feet Hurt from Kicking So Much Ass [link]

#6 I Run Like a Girl: Just Try to Keep Up [link]

I vote #6 I Run Like a Girl: Just Try to Keep Up

I needed a laugh, Mazda provided it for me (Maria can slap me upside the head):

Our records show that your Mazda has about 4,317 miles and may be ready for the following service: 5,000 Mile Service Maintenance

I just broke 1100 today! After just under 19 weeks. I'll break 5K by the end of 2014. Maybe.

This is pretty "my diamond shoes are pinching," but thanks to the government shut down, I may be out a chunk of money since I can't visit the Hawaii Volcanoes National Parks as planned, and we can't go to Haleakala National Park and hike the crater, either.