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Friday Vari-e-tay: Inside My Head

Clearly, daily blogging is a wishful thought.

Other thoughts from today:

Salt-water solution up the sinuses: uncomfortable but effective.

How can I stay inside and out of the rain today? And tomorrow? And the next day? Or I need to buy rain boots. I think it's time I bought rain boots.

What if I put it in my suitcase? Does it count then?

I was awake at 3am on Wednesday night with that song in my head...what was it again? Oh yeah.

Thanks, Sarah for bringing it at karaoke!(don't tell me you don't want his shirt!)

My desk is a disaster.

I need to write thank you cards. And a letter. And watch I Am Legend.

I double booked myself. Again.

When it rains, it pours. Literally. And figuratively.

Oh!! I am way behind on TV. Bones, The Mentalist, The Office - I haven't seen any of them this week. And am I going to keep watching Better off Ted and The Big Bang Theory? I think that five shows is too many. Something's gotta go. I'm a better person when I watch less TV.

I think my nose piercing is gonna go. I gotta call an end date on this sucker. Sigh. No piercings, too chicken for a tattoo...I'll completely lose my "badass" edge.

It's 10:30am. This is not being productive.


MLW said…
Ah this blog brought me laughter! I relate to a number of things. Right now I wonder if my blogging will happen even weekly. What is it you are thinking of putting in your suitcase and what would it count or not count against? Yes, buy rain boots ... then it willl stop raining! Isn't that how is works?
mellamovaca said…
OMG! i had that song in my head already as i started reading your blog!!!!!! crazy. (and i never say "OMG" so this is big.)
Beth said…
mlw - glad it made you laugh. :) the suitcase comment was regarding money & how much you're legally allowed to transport without claiming it

vaca - this is clearly some sort of sign. what sort of sign, i do not know...
MLW said…
Would you please post a picture of your new boots? I am interested to see what you chose. Thanks.
Rhianna said…
Why are you losing the piercing? And so soon?
francy said…
I remember when I ditched my eyebrow piercing.
I just woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and decided it was time.

I want to get tattoos, but I fear I'll have that same moment with them. Stifled.

Everybody wants to see your rubber boots ... including me. GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT!
Beth said…
rhianna - remember that bubble of irritation? well, it's not gone...i am giving it one final chance before i pull the plug. i want a nose-piercing, not a nose-growth.

francy - the permanency of tattoos is indeed sobering, and the sole reason i do not have any. well, that and the pain part.

rain boot photos are coming. today was a SUNNY DAY WITH A HIGH OF NINE so there was no reason to take them out.
Rhianna said…
I think nose growths are sexy...

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