Why?! Why?! Why?!

Countdown to vacation…I have 2 full days to work and no work for 10 days. Then it’s back for a week, then on to something new…

I hate running errands at lunch time. I always feel so flustered when I come back into the office.

They are taping up boxes in my area and the tape smells like vinegar and onions. Or, they guy taping up the boxes smells like vinegar and onions…either way, something stanks!

I need to win the lottery, or marry a millionaire. My odds of marrying a millionaire are probably higher than my chances of winning the lottery.

You know what I am going to miss most about my current job when I leave? The free sodas! Man, can’t beat all the coke, orange juice, and Gatorade you can drink. Man!

I need to go bra shopping. I used to like cacique bras. Why are they only available via Lane Bryant now?

I have a one size fits all bando that I tried wearing with a strapless shirt. It worked find until I moved…and the girls looked really nice in it. I actually had a chick point at ‘em and say “That’s how I want my boobs to look”.

Who eats potted meat? And what kinda meat are they potting?

Why?! Why?! Why?! Do people send me chain emails? Please stop it! I always break the chain! And I always have the most random things happen to me…I mean…who else burns the skin off of their chin with hot pizza cheese? Who else ate chili that’s linked to a botulism outbreak? (I’m good, Thank you God!) Who else is scared out of their minds at 2:45am by screaming raccoons? (my heart almost jumped out of my chest and I just knew they were coming through the ceiling). My complex really needs to do something about the damn raccoons in the attic. Well back to the question…this stuff happens to no one other than me. I always have the most random ish going on. Anyhoo…

Why ?! Why?! Why?! Do people try me...I just went off on someone on the phone. I was however, nice about it, lol.

Enjoy your day, I know I am going to try to.

“Don’t you know no good…”