feel like making sweet, sweet love to me yet? no? good. because i haven’t pushed the vibe out there. instead my allergies and PMS decided to come and kick me right in the stomach. i can’t tell whether i should tear off someone’s head because i’m so crabby or scratch out my own eyes because they are bothering me so much.

so here’s the question, when someone approaches the treat table (located right next to your desk) to root through the bag of Nerds and SweetTarts, is it rude to not acknowledge them and instead continue skipping every single annoying song on your iPod until you find one that you can tolerate?

because i just did that and i thought perhaps it was rude, but really is it my job to entertain eveyone who grazes at the treat table? no, i didn’t think so.

also, do you think i could pull off dreadlocks?

oh and one more thing, i just showed al, the cutest girl on earth™, the bruise i got last night from walking into a light switch and she agrees that i probably have MS, leukemia, or Lou Gehrig’s disease.