I'm in a mood.
And boy oh boy howdy, when I'm in a mood, everyone in my house DUCKS or, better yet, runs for cover.
Things didn't go my way this week at work or at play. Work is same-old-same-old in the sucky department, but play? Well, that audition I messed up led to NOT getting the part.
Which I expected, but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it.
In the good news department, my boy is home, and a certain peace always reigns for me when he and I are in the same zip code.
But otherwise? Things are hackin' me off:
1) Automatic flushing toilets at my office: Oh come on, people. Don't you think we are capable of doing the deed ourselves? Ok, well, I understand that it's all automatic and cool.
But ... here's the thing. When I pull out the paper seat and rip the little hole thing out of it and settle it on the potty seat, then turn around and unzip and prepare to settle myself on the seat ... why-oh-why-oh-why-oh does it have to flush, thereby prematurely whisking away the paper seat cover before my delicate backside has had a chance to sit down?
Premature e-flush-ulation is the pits.
2) Eggnog lattes: Dude. You're tormenting me. I'm trying REALLY hard not to succumb to the excess fatness of you this year. Skinny vanilla lattes are not my drink of choice, but my drink of determination. Stop tempting me with your caloric goodness.
3) Screaming teens: Girls, please. I want to see "Twilight," too. But I want to be able to hear the dialogue, not just faint over Robert Pattinson.
Eh, that's enough for one day. Three's a charm anyway, and I don't want to wear out my welcome.
Come back again tomorrow for Weekly Winners, which will include photos from the ever-popular Drama King birthday dinner!