I bet fifty bucks....

Lol, you know me, I can't do anything thats not right. And using the P word at all.. Today was a horrible day! It was so long and I was brain dead by the end. The big guy, the head cahoona, looked at me like I was EVIL when I snapped at my co-worker when she asked me where to put a wheel chair.( http://youtu.be/V9--CwUk70Y ) Like, theres a place for it, figure it out! I felt like I was a monster all day. And it got worse and worse until I was either not one of Mother Theresa's own or I needed to take off for home tonight and find a job and come later to collect my things. I am still stuck in the middle of both of those thoughts.

I used to have a daily book of Mother Theresa's. SHe was the nun who was from Calcutta who worked with very poor people, and who died around the same time as Princess Diana. Have you ever noticed deaths come like that. You will lose a few celebrities, a pronces and a saint...you know? When Theresa, my cousin, got sick, I was sure it would end tragically, I knew two people who had only just lost their cousins,and it just seemed like it was my turn to get hit.

SO I came home and ate four cookies, a single pack of pringles, sour cream and onion, and now I'm working on four hershey's kisses with the air holes. I have pms. I have to keep telling myself because I am a super whack job grouchy face right now. I feel hateful!

I have nothing to say. I plan to get creative tommorow. I need to do something worthwhile.