Love in a bag

I just delivered a love gift to the economics guy.
Not from me obviously, but from a lady (and I should sooo know her name but I don’t) who was going to hang it on his office door but was afraid/embarrassed to cause people would see her.
So she asked me to do it. And I did.
After I sort of peeked in the bag… only to find out her name.
Of course.
But it wasn’t in there.
Anyways. There’s loooove on my floor.
Cute.

Bad ass

The FedEx lady was a bitch. And I was not in the mood.
If my life was an action movie, I would have jumped over the desk and punched in the face/choked her/knocked her out.
If my life was a reality show I would have screamed profanities at her, reached over and grabbed a fistful of her hair and made an awesome scene.
But since my life is neither, I said nothing.
Literally, instead of being like "oh, I see... that makes sense, I'll be right back with that information you requested"
I. Said. Nothing.
Just walked out. And returned 5 minutes later with the requested information.
I think I showed her.

Long day. Over. I'm gonna quit this day now. The hug I so wanted all this long day I had to steal while the noodles were cooking. And then I had to hold on to it so it wouldn't just quit.
Here's a little truth; most people aren't mind readers. My better half is defenitly not a mind reader. Ergo: you have to spell it out for him to get what you want. Or a shot at what you want at least. Good Night.

Jinxed it. Day got worse. But also, Hello perspective. I can't complain.

The lady curse

It's not even 8:30 yet and I just don't know about this day. I don't think coffee alone will do it. (I'm obviously still going to down a bucket..) or Advil. Had some of that. So we'll see.

Note to self

Internet problems at home. I want a new laptop. This time the main issue was the cable and it's all better now, but still.
Management problems at work. I want a new boss. Right now the main issue is that I don't actually have one, but still.

And the corn is not as sweet, the cranberries' fancy shape is from a tin can and the yellow flowers make it hard to breathe.
Still there's beauty. I need to remember to sit still. And breathe still. And rest still. And remember that. Still.

Random bugs

This is what bugs me:
People who expect more from others than they would ever imagine doing themselves.

And they don’t even realize it. It’s like “well, I could never do it, but you, you should. Totally!”

Also, football. Football bugs me. The only good thing about football is that sometimes, games actually end. But most of the time they go on forever. And people watch.