hard-boiled egg. water. no coffee. sob.
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Breakfast.
April 1, 2009Yikes.
April 1, 2009My Aunt Janna just sent me an email. Warning about pistachioes and salmonella poisoning.
I’m a pistachio-loving fool.
This is scary.
I hate when healthy food proves deadly. Like the spinach incident from a few years back. It just seems so unfair. What the hell can we eat?
Charlene..
April 1, 2009Cleaning out my bag before I start working. (It’s a ritual. I can’t have clutter when I write) Found this business card someone gave me…
I was walking around Macy’s the other night. This woman walks up to me and says, “Here. Take my card. And give me a call if you need anything…”
She owns a hair salon.
How should I take that?
Is she saying, you look so fly that I’d love to have you in my shop?
Or. Is she saying, I don’t know what you have on under that warm and fuzzy hat but something tells me it ain’t all good.
I’m going for the latter.
Ugh.
Should I have been offended? I totally was. Though I don’t think she meant any harm. Maybe I’m too sensitive.
Oh. And what’s up with the crossed out digits on the business card? Once your number changes, I say you bite the bullet and re-up. No?
Have you ever rocked business cards with the cross-out? Don’t lie!
Oh. And should Charlene’s offer have offended me?
No response from Twitter.
April 1, 2009What’s up with that? I added the Twitter widget to my sidebar. Thought it was kinda cool. But it never works? What’s up with that?
Disaster Strikes!
April 1, 2009I don’t have any more Lactaid pills here in the office!
That means I can’t have any of Omar’s sweet and delicious coffee made with whole milk!
If I drink this coffee, there will be hell to pay. Trust me.
And I can’t go buy any Lactaid pills cause it’s Wednesday. And the parking is weird. And I had to park really far. And I’ll have to park even farther if I leave and come back.
If you’re a coffee head like me, you’ll know why I feel like crying right now.
How on earth will I be able to channel Frank Lucas without coffee? DAMMIT.




