Today

I'm sleepy and wish I was in bed with SnuggleFace
My tea isn't turning into coffee (bad choice Litas)
My nose doesn't want to stop running
There's a headache looming on the horizon, again
I'm debating on going to the gym tonight or just staying home to finish the laundry and clean the house (pathetic)
I have an inbox full of issues and no resolutions in sight
Brian McKnight makes everything better
I banged my knee on desk of loathe (it took my breath away)
I really need to put new music on the ipood

Dear New Desk,
I loathe you; truly, madly, deeply. I cannot get comfortable and it's pissing me off. I wish corporate would see that being a jew and keeping used desks does not work well for all. These are the WORST desks I've ever used. And I'd like to point out not very ergo. Makes me want to have the ergo lady come out again so she can see just how jacked up they are. I always loved you old desk and I miss you terribly.

Broken,
Litas

No Means NO (See Pet Peeve #12)

When I say NO it means no. This does not mean you can try to find a loophole to get your way. If I spend my time and energy going through the proper channels to get your denial, don't reach out to another person to try get a yes. BTW I informed them of your doings and the answer is still NO!

Dear L'oreal,
Thanks for finally having some good hair color on sale; I appreciate it. What I do not appreciate is my 2 toned hair, err well tipped hair. It looks like my ends were died black while the rest of my hair is a rich dark chocolate. I don't get it. This also means that I'm scarred to go black burgundy as I'm sure it will produce the same results, with a burgundy top. Why can't we find a happy median?

Miffed,
Litas

Pet Peeve #2343

When I'm talking, and not to you, please do not feel free to join in my conversation. If I address the masses then by all means go ahead, but if not keep your trap shut. And when I'm talking to myself at my desk please do not feel free to comment. I'm not interested. And lastly and most importantly DO NOT stand up and join in on my conversation on the other side of the wall. Again I'm not interested and if I made a point to go to the other side that must mean I really did not want you involved.

Pet Peeve #45223

When getting hot water for my tea (on days when I'm feeling Japanese, not British) I hate that my fingers end up smelling like coffee. Don't get me wrong I LOVE my cup of cafe. And I equally love the smell of coffee. It's just the remnant smell of stale overpercolated (I like it as one word) coffee lingering on my hands makes me want to yack.

Dear Tummy,
I'm sorry you're not on the up and up. I'm not sure where we went wrong yesterday. I'm going to say that eating like a PIG for the past couple of weeks finally caught up to me. I hope I made amends with the toast and yogurt for breakfast. Yes, there's chicken soup and sprite for lunch and probably again for dinner, but that always makes you happy. I ran out of crackers so don't ask. Don't worry there will be no gym tonight; I'll let you rest.

Love,
Litas

Acrylic Powder

Filled my nose as I sneezed myself awake. The low buzz of the nail drills had lulled me to sleep. There was a woman in the corner quietly weeping through her story. The compassionate face of her nail lady told the story inaudible to my ears. Her worn voice competed with the noise of the salon, and I could only make out scattered words of recent loss. She shook her head as tears ran through the delicately etched lines on her face. The nail lady grasped her hands and shared her own story of pain and her current fight. They were forever bonded; sisters of survival. With a final burst from the little fan dancing away on her station, her nails were dry and her session had finished.

MMMMM

I've eaten the best BBQ to date. Ok well it's a a tie with this old joint I left behind with the Mouth and the Broad. The pulled pork was out of this world. Tender and juicy and great flavor on its own. The drizzle of BBQ sauce enrobed the meat in its sweet and spicy arms. The coleslaw was a perfect marriage. Sweet and vinegary with a dash of celery seed. The cool creamy slaw melted over the warmed pork. My mouth is watering. The cornbread and potato salad were eh. The cornbread was much better warm; just dried out too quickly. The honey butter was a pleasant surprise. The potato salad was made with baked potatoes (from what I could tell) and offered a different taste, but was just lacking. I knew I should have gone with the BBQ beans. Thanks AZ for sharing this gem!

Dear L'oreal,
I think you're trying to tell me something, since I'm only finding 1 box of my hair color. You know I need 2. And why does it cost $10/box now? SHEESH And there are no coupons in the paper. I giggled (see fumed) as every other F'in hair color, but mine, has been on sale for the past 2 weeks. I like how my OG salon store had my hair color for dirt cheap, but were sold out of all the good browns! You're gonna make me do it black burgundy. I was trying to work up to that, but I'll totally go balls to the wall if I have to. Don't tempt me. So next week when I check let's have some better options huh?

Thanks in Advance,
Litas

Kink

The other night I slept like a spaz and now have a lovely (I hate this work now due to my ASSociate) kink in my neck. Fighting in your dreams is dangerous. It's the first I've had in a while. I don't get them as often since I've cut out my two main sources of stress, Mouth and Broad. It's better today. I can actually turn my head a bit more without making faces like I'm taking a dump. I enjoy the challenge of blow drying my hair with said kink, but I'm not sure I like manually flipping my hair. Kinda takes the fun out of it. Thank God for chairs that swivel; much easier to look at coworkers.

M-A-N-A-G-E-M-E-N-T

You know if you stare at that lovely word long enough you start doubting how it really should be spelled. Happily to say that latest chapter of my life is over. Until the next one.....