- Me: Am I just in a really good mood or does the coffee taste better today?
- Co-Worker: I just drank the shittiest cup of coffee of my life so it's probably just you. You do seem sort of peppy. Like a Veronica Mars type of peppy.
- Me: Thank you.
That sums it up
…it makes for a lot of awkward office conversations.
I think I like the night before my birthday much more than the actual day. The day before is all about anticipation and…it’s just so happy. It’s like the night before Chirstmas (except it’s your birthday). It’s hard to sleep because you now that tomorrow is the day you get to get older and people will say nice things to you (like “Happy Birthday!”) and the people that didn’t know will say “Oh my GAWD! HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAY!” The moment when that actually happens is so silly and embarrassing and I’m not very good at being gracious (I tend to just walk away awkwardly with hunches shoulders and a rapidly spreading blush across my already pink cheeks while the quasi-stranger is still talking) but the night before, before all the silly hustle and bustle it just seems nice, and in my head I’m sooo polite.
Omg, I love your big link dumps. I read what I can and save the rest for later. And it requires no actual work on my behalf, that’s my favorite part!
this whole tonsillitis thing has really thrown a wrench into my ability to do drugs efficiently and effectively.
I smoked when I had tonsillitis. It hurt like a motherfucker and it took two cigarettes to get the nictotine required, but I got it done.