my secret sin

i really like that new pussycat dolls song (when i grow up). so much so, that i actually bought it.


it can live in sin with all my other shameful purchases.

my day so far

1:30 am: pass out with green stamp and "smoky" eye makeup still on

6:45 am: alarm goes off

7:30 am: attempt to get up

7:31 am: decide to lay down for a while

7:46 am: review outbox on phone to determine if any inappropriate text messages were sent

7:52 am: decide that i need to get up and get ready for work

8:00 am: actually get up

8:03 am: look in the mirror and decide i need to remember to remove make up before passing out

8:04 am: wonder at how i got eyeliner on my upper arm

8:19 am: remember that i need 3 random pieces of paper before i can leave the house

8:31 am: apartment has been torn apart looking for paper. decide not worth it to attempt to put apartment back together.

8:33 am: find one piece of paper.

8:37 am: decide it's not worth it to find the other two

9:20 am: arrive at work hoping no one will notice that i didn't get all the green stamp off of my hand

thought for today

i'm stealing beer from the department's refrigerator to compensate for my lack of pay.


does that make me a genius or just pathetic?

typical night

1. drank too much wine

2. drunk text message to someone inappropriate

3. go home and eat sheet cake

4. attempt to read bridget jones' diary while the words swirl in front of my eyes

5. wake up with my pajama top on backwards



ahhhh...monday nights...