Overdose...
You know how it's like, caffeine overdose... Got me bouncing off walls and sweating bullets and keep worrying that Boss is going to be calling me.. It's a scary feeling. I feel so so so paranoid.
I love my Boss, don't get me wrong. I love this job, as much as I love me. (Just so you have a rough idea exactly how much I love this job that provides sustenance)
I always say, everything in moderation. I haven't been able to walk that talk yet. I have been a failure in this sense. I have done nothing but procrastinate over things that are inevitable. Ever have the feeling in your gut that something is just wrong? (That's me, caffeine overdose)
Yesterday evening, Qert bought me a giant sized Easter egg. I was so going to freak out on it. Chairwoman knew I was going to smash it all up and store them in Tupperware. Ha ha ha.. That's how well she's gotten to know me. She reads my mind, I don't even have to say it. That's how us women are, right? We just have this bond...
I took my egg home, caught CSI in good time and began to stroke my giant egg.... Qert said, "You know it's not going to hatch into many chocolate bars, right?"
I have been utterly amusing, talking to myself (my favourite person) about this and that. I am still Narcissist Shine.
Distraction has been amazing. Distraction has been charming and lovely. Distraction has been everything I want. And yet everything I want is Horatio. Qert and I agreed that Horatio should be in all of the CSIs and not just CSI Miami.
Start spreading the news. CSI NY begins this Tuesday night. Let's see how Gary Sinise pull this one. Let me stress this again, there would be no one alive as smooth as Horatio.. You know why, because Horatio is fiction. I can paint Horatio out to be the nicest, coolest, smoothest, best, and he will remain that way. I love Horatio...
I would marry Horatio at the drop of a hat. The perfect man to father my 5 children.
(Must be the caffeine talking...)
I have a picture of The One in my phone. Today I studied the picture again, and discovered that it feels awfully familiar... It's The Sunglasses... The One, The Sunglasses. Is there something I'm supposed to pick up or is it just coincidence?
I love my Boss, don't get me wrong. I love this job, as much as I love me. (Just so you have a rough idea exactly how much I love this job that provides sustenance)
I always say, everything in moderation. I haven't been able to walk that talk yet. I have been a failure in this sense. I have done nothing but procrastinate over things that are inevitable. Ever have the feeling in your gut that something is just wrong? (That's me, caffeine overdose)
Yesterday evening, Qert bought me a giant sized Easter egg. I was so going to freak out on it. Chairwoman knew I was going to smash it all up and store them in Tupperware. Ha ha ha.. That's how well she's gotten to know me. She reads my mind, I don't even have to say it. That's how us women are, right? We just have this bond...
I took my egg home, caught CSI in good time and began to stroke my giant egg.... Qert said, "You know it's not going to hatch into many chocolate bars, right?"
I have been utterly amusing, talking to myself (my favourite person) about this and that. I am still Narcissist Shine.
Distraction has been amazing. Distraction has been charming and lovely. Distraction has been everything I want. And yet everything I want is Horatio. Qert and I agreed that Horatio should be in all of the CSIs and not just CSI Miami.
Start spreading the news. CSI NY begins this Tuesday night. Let's see how Gary Sinise pull this one. Let me stress this again, there would be no one alive as smooth as Horatio.. You know why, because Horatio is fiction. I can paint Horatio out to be the nicest, coolest, smoothest, best, and he will remain that way. I love Horatio...
I would marry Horatio at the drop of a hat. The perfect man to father my 5 children.
(Must be the caffeine talking...)
I have a picture of The One in my phone. Today I studied the picture again, and discovered that it feels awfully familiar... It's The Sunglasses... The One, The Sunglasses. Is there something I'm supposed to pick up or is it just coincidence?
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