Blogging with The Office
The Office just went off. I love that freaking show! How akward was that at the end? jeez....
I'm tired. I look so old/bad/tired. I can't stand myself.
I had a very productive day (again) but I'm paying the price. I'm so run down and when I get over tired, I get sad. I am also kinda blue because I'm alone and I miss my kids. I also kinda feel like nobody really cares that I'm gone. I don't like that feeling, it's been with me all week.
Apparently my hair is completely immune to the frizz eaze. I thought maybe I could wear it curly even though I didn't pack any mouse. Hmmm I don't think 'homeless' is a good look, so I guess I'll have to straighten it after all (I also didn't bring a curling iron or anything like that). I packed my frizz ease and my smoothing stuff and my flat iron.
ER is on. It's gross, really disgusting. Blood spurting and stuff. Ew!!
Anyway, I guess I should get straightening now, while I am still damp.
Maybe I'll check back before I climb into bed.
posted by Pepsiqueen! @ 10:04 PM
5 Comments:
I like the weird bald guy telling Dwight about the weird anal disease.
"Some people have it."
I hope your husband has been calling you every night to find out how you are and to have a good old natter...?
Ah, here it is:
natter n. To have a natter is to engage in idle banter, to chatter. It's a gossipy and rather girly thing - girls phone up their friends for endless hours just nattering while blokes tend to pretend to themselves that their conversations are far more constructive.
You wacky Brits!
M, I think you always look good! I mean, really.
Yes, talked to the husband every day while I was gone (on work's dime I might add). Good to be home now.
Thanks H! (I mean really).
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