Hi.
Today I worked out briefly, but solidly, and went to work. I was so, so hungry on the way to work so I stopped at the grocery store and picked up a chicken wrap and ate it for breakfast. When I got to the office, my fabulous Secret Santa had dropped off a split of bubbly (yes!) and some chocolates (damn him/her…I specifically stated NO SWEETS on my “wish list”), but Santa didn’t listen. Asshole. The chocolates were fucking good. I know this because I ate them.
I’m seriously thinking about buying into the new Weight Watchers program because I like structure like that. I’m obviously not a great self regulator without structure.
Work blew today.
My meeting next week in Los Angeles got moved up one day, to Tuesday. It’s fine by me because I have to have my shit done by Friday and then I’ll go to LA and stay through Sunday. Vacay, baby!
I worked all day and then I stayed late, working on changing my flight, hotel and car reservations. What a hassle.
Somebody brought in the tiniest puppy ever to work today. Five puppies were dumped on the side of the road and my co-worker found them last night and brought one of them in. The little sugar couldn’t have weighed a pound! She fit in the palm of my hand at 9 weeks old! I actually considered adopting her as a sister for Martini, but she growled the tiniest growl and barked the tiniest bark at my dog and then somebody else wanted her and that was all good. But oh! The cuteness! I was so tempted.
I came home and ate some shit, took the dog out and then did a bunch of online shopping for myself (selfish bitch!) and now I’m tucked away in bed - once again about to fall asleep.
No word from SHIP today, though he “liked” one of my FB posts. At least he’s thinking of me. I’m thinking of him. I wish I could rewind to those couple of days/nights in Shanghai so I’d not drink quite as much and I’d remember the stuff we said to each other. He kept thanking me over and over for being so nice to him. I keep wondering what I did that was so nice? I thought I was just being my normal self, but nobody ever thanks me for being nice?
Whatever. Naughty or nice, I’m still glad for the experience because, look. It’s given me a whole lot of fondness to look back on AND a new faraway friend.
OK. Enough baloney. Tomorrow’s a brand new day and I adore you!
XOGS
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