The boob is out of the bra. Or, the cat is out of the bag.

Since I've just realized I usually peak at 3:00 p.m., I've decided to ________________.

I'll fill in that sentence tomorrow at 2:55 p.m.

It's already 3:42 p.m. anyway.

Daddy's past her prime.

Things I'd Like to Say to My Boss [today]

1) look lady, it's just not working for me anymore

2) look lady, I'm gonna need more money to do that

3) look lady, I ate all your cinnamon toast

Never take your pulse using your thumb. It has its own heartbeat.

I don't have any more wisdom left for you today, kids.

bye.

UNT

p.s. I hate that it's taken me 4 weeks to finish the book I'm "currently reading". Hopefully, I can change that graphic soon. I mean, it's getting embarrassing. I've already renewed the book three times! Three! It's a good book too! Guess I get too distracted. Shocking. Shockpants McGee.

I am the ghost of DJ Roomba. I will play the Black Eyed Peas on an endless looooooooop!

I'm going to attempt to write a clear, sane post despite my mind brimming with frothy anger.

I am only comforted by the fact that this degrading, menial, tedious job will not matter to me a year from now. It will have all been for the paycheck; just the means to an end.

I can't wait to have clarity again--or at least some semblance of it. I seem to have momentarily adopted the onset-dementia mentality, the hyper-criticalness, the high-maintenance. Once in a while I catch myself unconsciously imitating these patterns of behavior, and I have to stop myself. What are you doing, I think. That's not me. While I always try to hold myself accountable for my own actions, it is impossible to believe that working for the same crazy baboon of a woman for seventeen months does not have an effect on you.

Coincidentally, Frou Frou's "Let Go" just began on my Pandora.

Cute.

Switching gears here, I have found this enticing NYT article on Barcelona.

Check it out HERE.

I can almost smell Barcelona from here. Anyone know of any cheap-ish, tour guidey-ish trips for young people in the city traveling to España? If so, please do inform me!!

In honor of the sultry snowflakes billowing in snowy clouds outside my window, I am off to make myself some hot cocoa . . .

God, I love the word sultry so much I will even use it improperly just for the sake of the word.

UNT

Full of talent and full of . . . shit?

Meet Cole Escola.

One of my many muses in this fantastical city.

Here is his blog: Lifestyles

Here is one of his drawings:

And here is his handle. And his spout.

But in all seriousness, I thought that doodle was fitting for today. Or every day.

Ah, those shit-colored glasses I wear.

Excuse me. I'm leaving now.

UNT