otherwise, I'd be ultra pissy about shorting myself outta valuable sleep hours. Divas, I am muy cansado this morning & just want to power off. I'm considering not walking today & just vegging out at home. And I have a few things to do that will take brain energy. Do I have any left? [shaking my head from left to right & up and down] I don't think so. But my twists came out cute & will create a great wavy `fro for the reunion this weekend. Is the essay done? Nope. Am I registered? Nope. My friend said that I was in the clear to register, but once I attempted, I kept getting the pre-req messages. Again, my noggin cannot handle hurdles right now, so uh... maybe I'll get registered magically or telepathically. Or maybe if each of you click your heels 3x's each, registration will take place. Go ahead...give it a whirl. Somehow, I'll get registered today. And I may even muster up the energy to walk. I swear I'll finish this flippin essay, too. Ask me for a 10-page paper & I churn it out like one of those gals at Hot Dog On A Stick. But a one-page essay about why I want to be a Medical Lab Technician is causing me grief. Boo caca piss hiss.
** Side Note: In addition to working with Funky Middle, I also work with someone who always puts her fingers in her mouth & gnaws at her cuticles. Yes, I am aware that many people do this. But PLEASE wash your freakin' hands before you go molesting common office items. Yuck!**
I'm about to finish my essay & then prepare for a wonderful day.
Thanks Delights! Own the Day!
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