Tuesday, May 31, 2011

deep breaths...

Welcome back kiddies! I hope you all had a wonderful and relaxing three day weekend.  Even though baby sister, Stinkerbelle, hijacked the weekend, it was still pretty nice.  It would have been nicer laying on a beach somewhere...somewhere tropical...somewhere where they don't speak english... somewhere where no one knows your name and the drinks are cold...but I digress.  I came back to work from my four-day-weekend-high to find...well...work.  Not only is the high now gone, but the loathing and panic attacks have set in and I've come to the realization that I need out. O-U-T.  Out of my life. Out of my comfort zone.  Out of DC.  Out of the country. I feel a year in Paris or London would do me a world of good. So let's start working on that immediately...

I have something hard to tell you, but I let you down this weekend.  I plum out missed the Killing (it never even crossed my mind), missed Game of Thrones (even though its on my iphone) and only watched about 20 minutes of Jersey Shore: The Geriatric Edition  Real Housewives.  The reason for only 20 minutes was due to Teresa's squat, tanned, gerbil of a brother and his sex drive.  I just couldn't take anymore.  But I'll make the commitment and suffer thru it tonight on the DVR.

Please tell me some of the fun things you did this weekend so that I may live vicariously through you while I sit at work and contemplate slitting my wrists.


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