Today I worked really hard.No, seriously: I did. I am really busy at work. I'd rather be a little too busy than push paper around on my desk. It occupies my time so I don't stare off into space and daydream about why Harper was such an embarrassment to our nation whilst in Copenhagen, and why Flaherty is treating us like a bunch of imbeciles in regards to our current real estate market. Don't look behind the curtain! Focus on Tiger Woods!
I was in line at Winners today (because: a) I love lines; b) I love Winners; and c) I am a winner) and this woman saw all I had was a gift card and she had a cart with some stuff and she let me go ahead of her. It was so nice and random.
I understand that not everyone struggles with Christmas like I do and so I would just like to espouse my appreciation for the following:
- my coworkers who bring in all kinds of goodies to work, homemade and otherwise (I brought in organic grapes)
- my dentist that sent me a Christmas card
- the lady that let me go in front of her at Winners today
- the people with the house on Lynn Valley that is decked to the max
- people that put lights and wreaths on their vehicles
- Salvation Army volunteers that tirelessly ring their bells in the hopes you'll put something in their kettle
- alternative Christmas music on CBC
- decreased traffic on the roads
But fundamentally I really can't stand my hair and I want to cut it all off because short hair is so much better and I don't care if it's unfeminine and if I get ogled more by women than men because it's easy.
I like things to be easy.
2 comments:
I like it when people bring fruit, I like to bring "Cuties" to work for everyone. You know those little Mandarin oranges. They go faster than the spinach dip.
You look great in short hair.
Cuties are great: I brought some to our last wine club meeting!
I dig the short hair too. I would've shorn it but everything's so busy these days that it'll have to wait until the new year, and by then the crisis may have passed...
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