Filed under: a few of my favorite things, perfectly impossible, sporty spice | Tags: birthday, candy, chocolate, earth day, easter, holiday
can someone please institute a holiday devoted to all things not candy? i swear to god, i will never get back in shape for our running team with the pounds of chocolate i’ve consumed since starting this office job three-ish years ago. every time i turn around, there’s jelly beans, chocolate bars and vats of pure sugar just sitting on my desk, begging and taunting my marshmallow belly to eat them. and before I even realize it, i’m pounding back the shots of maple syrup and rainbow dust with absolutely no control.
this must stop. before the next holiday. what is the next holiday? (besides my birthday in two weeks — i can’t quit candy before my quarter-life crisis begins, of course.) earth day? that might work, actually. i could probably handle not eating any candy on earth day.
unless i find a basket of skittle-flavored grass and chocolate bark on my desk.
i give up.
i keep getting mad that some of my favorite bloggers haven’t updated their blogs this week.
then i remembered that i haven’t, either. Wonder if anyone’s mad at me…
Filed under: 24 words, bestest friends, journalicious, party star | Tags: friends, journalism, margaritas, party
if only you were “closer than you think” so we could make margaritas, pick on Hiro and create a million more random inside jokes.
Filed under: 24 words, perfectly impossible, work and play | Tags: anger, customers, frustration, work
just because you talk in circles doesn’t mean you’ll convince me you’re right. in fact, you’ll just make me madder, and therefore, more determined.
Filed under: fear and loathing, perfectly impossible | Tags: anger, attributes, bad behavior, evil, lazy, qualities, weaknesses
thinking before i act.
bottling up my anger.
sticking my foot in my mouth.
acting stubborn.
acting lazy.
acting passive aggressive.
needing to win.
wanting what i can’t have.
biting my nails.
getting destructively bored.
never making up my mind.
always changing my mind.
forgetting to write.
remembering the little stuff.
holding a grudge.
crying too much.
drinking too much.
eating too much.
exercising too little.
not trusting enough.
trusting too much.
thinking too much.
Filed under: 24 words, bestest friends, journalicious | Tags: entertainment, journalism, memoirs, novel, writing
you’ve always managed to spin your never-ending misfortunes into entertainment for others. i know i’ll be reading your hilarious and heartfelt memoirs someday soon.
i have no doubt we’re going to make great roomies and friends as we embark on a fun new year in the bear burrow.
