Coworkers 123.

Dear poor misguided coworkers: I'm not sure what school-for-cool you hail from, but i really wish to make it clear that transition glasses were not cool in 1998 when the nerdy kids in middle school wore em and got bashed in school hallways, and contrary to the not-at-all-convincing ads on TV, are STILL not cool in 2010 and pushes me to the brink of bashing you in the office hallways.

Knees.

Nothing like good ol' aching knees to make you feel like mid-20s going on mid-70s!

Sleepy Monday.

As a small act of rebellion against the tyranny of the working person’s 10/11pm bedtime, I defiantly stayed up watching freaky past episodes of 20/20 on Hulu until it felt like my eyeballs would burn right up in their sockets from sleepiness. I bore through the self-inflicted pain feeling young and reckless but alas, regretted with much desperate fervor when forced violently awake by my alarm the next morning.

Pet Spider.

Trapped spider I caught couple days ago is now officially pet spider...at least until i build up the nerve to get rid of it. In the meantime it sits right smack in the middle of my doorway and i check on it as i walk in and out of my room to see if it has kindly died on its own yet.

Still Itchy.

Scab, scab go away, come again some other day-that-is-not-too-soon-in-the-near-future-and-is-so-far-into-the-distant-future-that-actually-just-don't-come-again-ever-i-don't-want-to-see-you-again.

Spider.

Found a ginormous spider crawling into my room and most audaciously trapped it with the cover for my roll of blank CD-Rs, successfully preventing it from crawling under my bed and eating my face in my sleep. Unfortunately, that was the extent of my audaciousnesses, as my bravery then failed me and I sat there nervously eyeing the nasty thang wishing it'd just vanish on it's own.

Itchy.

Last week I did a flying smash landing into the asphalt right in front of the office whilst taking a phonecall outside. This week, those nasty bleeding scrapes on both knees and both elbows have turned into giant SCABS OF DEATH that are now itching the HEJEEBIES out of me. it's taking all the will power i have not to madly claw the hecks out of them like no tomorrow.

Happy Lunch Time.

Still amazed that I can chew with the right side of my mouth completely pain-free.
Lunch time is happy time again!

Miracle!

1) Show up at dentist in morning for crown appointment!
2) Sit down in chair and be amazed as pain suddenly subsides within minutes. The crack in my tooth that had been causing me untold pain for the past three months has been supernaturally sealed; prayers answered!
3) Walk out of the dentist amazed (leaving behind confused denstist), with completely healed, boo-boo-free teeth!
4) Praise Jesus!

Watching Precious.

Well made movie but quite depressing...Lucky thing for us, we happened to have a copy of "Meet the Parents" handy to watch right afterward to ease the sadnessnesses the movie inflicted upon us.

Boo-Boo Tooth.

Steady pain in tooth #4 is absolutely driving me NUTS AND BOLTS (argh!). Crabby endodontist concluded that there's a tiny crack in that tooth that needs a crown asap. Now to sit tight till my Friday appointment...:(

Endodontist.

Today I pissed the endodontist off by screaming in his face and refusing to let him touch my boo-boo tooth. With normal dentists, this gross display of sheer desperation and terror usually serves to buy me some time as flustered dentists (it is quite flustering to see a grown woman shrieking) start explaining why they need to do what they need to do... but this one today was a crabby one and didn't take kindly to my plees for mercy.

Flight Back.

Lift Off.

Took a day off work to fly up to NorCal for a three day weekend with familia!!!

Friendometer.

Figure A: Categorization of how the susan acts (nonintentionally) amongst different people depending on their degree of closeness to her -- study conducted by yours truly. The voice that attracts the geeky middle-aged men (ref: PhoneService post) is the 0% friend voice which is the most pleasing to the ear for all to behear and is only offered to strangers for the reason that it takes the most energy to produce. The lucky(?) 100% friends are presented with a low growly voice mixed in with copious--nay, profuse!-- amounts of man-repelling, deafness-inducing, maj-explosive laughter!

Sleep: Fail.

When sleeping super early two nights in a row wasn't helping me catch up on lost sleep (kept waking up every other hour), I devised a brilliant plan in which I would instead stay awake as long as I could and score an undisturbed night of sleep by essentially causing my brain to pass out. Thanks to said (not so) brilliant plan, I went to bed at 3AM, tossed until 4AM, then woke up three hours later feeling nauseated.

Company Nurse.

Sometimes.

Can't Wait.

Soft Hair.

Woke up in the morning and my hair was somehow logic-defyingly, downy-new-born-hair-ishly soft!!! can't stop touching it :)

Texting.

Figure A: Giggling like a creeper whilst texting at work.

Shelf vs. Stairs

Good news: Scored a free bookshelf off of craigslist!! Finally found a bigger home to house my ever-expanding color-coded library of wondrous books!
Bad news: Splintered my entire front side (face to toe) with wood composite and nearly incurred death-betwixt-shelf-and-wall several times whilst lugging it downstairs.

[Edit--Here's the shelf all set up!! http://tinyurl.com/yk2bq9o]

Tsk.