My Mom has taken all the kids to the movie (Yes, movie. Only one screen. Karate Kid is playing. I’m boycotting it.) and Sweety is being super nice and mowing her lawn. I am supervising my hair brother (aka Mom’s spoiled chihuahua) from the safety of the house while my mind spins in circles.

This happens every year – about midway through our vacation I start to worry about work. That maybe I did something wrong and when I get back to work I’ll discover that I’ve been fired. WHY DO I DO THIS?

Is it because this is the only time of year that I don’t eat Xanax four times a week? Am I detoxing from that shit and extreme paranoia is a side effect? Gah. You know what? I don’t even have caffeine at work anymore because I don’t want to be alert when I’m there. I eat my little pill on the way to work and sleep with my eyes open all day long. And if something freaks me out during the day? Well, maybe I’ll take a bathroom break and chew one of those little blue bitches up on my way off the floor.

I’m already planning on going into work on my own time the day before I’m scheduled back to clear out email and anything that’s been left on my desk. This will also give me the chance to make sure all my passwords work so I’ll know I’m still employed.

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So, I won’t be taking Tiny Dog. Apparently Chickie reads her blog on a regular basis (goddammit) and my plan was discovered. Oh well, I wouldn’t be a good Tiny Dog Momma anyway…

Chickie went to bed and I’m avoiding the reality of 1. It’s past 1:30am and I have to get up at 7am and 2. I have to drive 12 hours home tomorrow… so here’s a teaser photo of some fun photos we took tonight.

Seriously, I’m going to bed right now.

Stealing blogs is fun, btw.

-bekah

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if you’d like the password for the post below.

If you know me in real life, don’t bother.

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I want to poke someone.
I want to pinch someone.
I want to make them cry.
I do.
- The Monogram Queen

Two people in Cubeville make me want to sharpen pencils and do horrible things.

There is this chick with a hyena like laugh. Help me. Not only does she have the laugh, she’s also a real deep fried cunt. (You just picture one of those. It is crispy and mean. It hurts when you put something in it.) Just a straight up bitch whether you need something at work or if you run into her in public. I happened to see her when Sweety and I were at a restaurant a couple of weeks ago and when walking by I said something like “hi” or “how are you?” and she totally snubbed me. Not that I give a damn but that was rude. Par for the course, I suppose.

And there is Speakerphone Guy. All. Day. Long. he is on calls (Very important calls, I’m sure! Wait, if they’re important shouldn’t you maybe keep them private?) using the speakerphone. You can hear the entire conversations all damn day long. I’m thinking someone needs to send an anonymous letter in complaining about it. *ahem*

It’s not enough that I’m wearing a headset and getting ear raped for 10 hours a day by angry customers. I’ve also got this shit on either side of me.

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