You know how you feel when you get out of bed in the morning?

And your knees and ankles and various other joints are popping and locking and it sounds like someone's started working away at a bunch of bubble wrap in your bedroom?  No?  That's just me?  Well, believe me, it's kind of amazing.

Now let's get down to brass tacks here, people: I'm busy at work.  Seriously.  Busy.  I have had probably the busiest month since I've been here and I'm not too fond of it, ok?  I don't have time to look at my favorite blogs.  I don't have time to check my e-mail every 30 minutes.  I don't have time to SHOP FOR UNNECESSARY SHOES!  Oh, the humanity, you guys.  What is UP with that?

The upside to this is that I am learning a ton about how to do my job better and the days go by fairly quickly.  The downside is that I am tired from thinking all day, so I all I want to do is drink wine and kill zombies.  Nazi Zombies.  (Joel got the new Call of Duty game a few weeks ago and we just unlocked the Nazi Zombies part of the game wherein you get to, you guessed it, kill Nazi Zombies.  It's pretty sweet.  And scary!  The first time I played it, whenever the zombies got near me I'd scream like an actualzombie was trying to eat my brains, which actually happened a lot because I suck at shooting zombies.  I'm surprised we didn't get any complaints from neighbors because it was after 10:00 PM, when any god fearing-person should be in bed (unless they are saving the world from Nazi Zombies).) 

So now you know my dirty little secret.  I am not a zombie killing machine.  Also, I have become one of those people whom I have historically looked upon with pity and disdain: a person who enjoys their job (for the most part) and wants to actually work instead of trying to find ways to look like they're working when, in actuality, they are reading erotic stories about Smurfs.  You know, Smurf Smut.  I'm sure there's some of that out there.  People are weird.  And gross.

Things are bound to settle down, though, because as I get better at my job, it won't take me a bajillion years to do something that should only take 5 minutes, right?  Also, I'm getting better at "delegating", which is really just fancy talk for pushing my shit off on other people so I have more time to stare at the wall-- I mean, think of interesting things to blog about.  Once I get that down, I'm sure I will be back to posting more than once a week.  I swear!  Honest!

PLUS, I'm going to get a Blackberry Storm from Christmas!  For reals!  I'm so excited!  Once I have that, I can blog from anywhere!  Imagine the possibilities!  You will get so sick of me that all 10 of you who read this blog will be like, "Shut UP already!  Jesus!  Nobody cares that you just saw a cloud that looked like a cotton ball!"  And then you will know how Joel feels EVERY DAY.  

Until then, I'm going to give you a couple of things to think about.  First: Why do they put UN-stretchy lining in clothes that are made to have a bit of stretch in them (like, say, a suit jacket, for example)?  Second: I'm getting a retractable phone cord today and this excites me greatly.  I repeat: I am excited to be receiving a retractable phone cord.  Is this normal?  Probably not, but I am excited nonetheless.

Comments

[kristin]

I have no idea what a Blackberry Storm is, but I'm pretty sure I won't be getting one for Christmas.

[Carrie]

Well, let me tell you: the Blackberry Storm is the new touchpad blackberry. However, I think I've changed my mind because we are looking at houses and the $150 it would cost would probably be better spent on other things. Like crazy pills so I don't go insane thinking about how much money it's going to cost.